I love this child more than life itself. I love her when she is happy and when she is angry. I love her when she is laughing and when she is raging. I love her when she is in pain and when she is playing.
I love every bit of her, from the top of her head to the bottom of her little toes. I cry for her every time she has to get a new insert. I hurt for her when she is raging out of control because of the trauma, because of the constant low and high blood sugars, because diabetes sucks and because we can’t make it better.
Some days, my daughter screams all day. Some days she swares worse than a drunken sailor. Some days she hits and kicks and is out of control. Other days, she is the sweetest, kindest child. She only wants mom and dad and fights change. But I love her just the way she is. On the other side, I hate Juvenile Diabetes and everything about it. It will make my daughter and I stronger, but I still hate it and live for the cure. I will never stop looking for that cure even though I love her just the way she is… see all the gifts that have come through her and her diagnosis and know that we are better people for having walked this road.
I feel the same way about Autism and my children with Autism. I love every bit of my children with Autism. And even though I know that we are better people for having walked the Autism Journey I will never stop looking for a cure, striving to help them reach their potential and helping my children get through the storms.
There is no cure for Juvenile Diabetes! There is also no cure for Autism! But I owe it to my children to never stop looking.