Type 1 Diabetes: based on a true story BY A HEART SET ON PILGRIMAGE

THE SIBLING…

“Look mom, a good blood sugar number!” I was standing, lost in thought, at the counter at the pharmacy waiting for the pharmacist to fill my T1 daughter’s prescription. My non-T1 daughter was standing beside me. When I announced earlier that I needed to make this trip, she wanted to come with me. And now… Continue reading THE SIBLING…

Type 1 Diabetes: based on a true story BY A HEART SET ON PILGRIMAGE

THE ANNI(dia)VERSARY…

It is nearly the end of January. February is around the corner. And then there’ll be March 9. That will be the day that marks a two year journey for our family. The day on which we received a diagnosis we wish weren’t. Two years ago in 2015, at age 11, our eldest daughter, was… Continue reading THE ANNI(dia)VERSARY…

Type 1 Diabetes: based on a true story BY A HEART SET ON PILGRIMAGE

THE TRIBE OF THE UNGLAMOROUS HEROES OF THE NIGHT…

Last night I probably saved our daughter’s life.  It was not the first time I had done that. And neither would it be the last.

Type 1 Diabetes: based on a true story BY A HEART SET ON PILGRIMAGE

THE D-MOM

I am a woman. I am a daughter. I am a sister, a cousin, a niece, a friend, a ballet teacher, a one-person business owner. I am a wife. And twelve year ago I voluntarily signed up for motherhood too. I am the mom of two beautiful girls. I adore being their mom. But one year and four months ago […]

based on a true story BY A HEART SET ON PILGRIMAGE...

THE PAUSE…

This year I was not kind to myself. I didn’t care enough about me. And now, with only a little more than seven weeks left before the final curtain will come down on 2016, I find myself in a space where I’m forced to pause and spare ME a thought. The truth is that in reality I want to make a 180 degree turn… Continue reading THE PAUSE…

Type 1 Diabetes: based on a true story BY A HEART SET ON PILGRIMAGE

THE VOICE…

“How is your daughter and her diabetes? Is she better? Does she have things more under control now?” I inhaled slowly. And exhaled even slower. Because. These sort of questions. It was not the first time I’ve been asked this. And it certainly wasn’t going to be the last time either. However, the night before we fought our way through… Continue reading THE VOICE…

Type 1 Diabetes: based on a true story BY A HEART SET ON PILGRIMAGE

MY SECRET NIGHTLIFE…

It is Monday evening. 21h50. I report for the first shift of tonight’s pancreas duty – slightly ealier than usual. I have a cold and I’m hoping to get to bed earlier. I need a couple hours of continious sleep before the next shift at 01h00. My twelve year old daughter is sound asleep and unaware of my… Continue reading MY SECRET NIGHTLIFE…