In keeping with my Winnie the Pooh thoughts, I realized this afternoon that today is my half birthday. Commence singing the song, if you know it.

I’m grateful for every day now – more grateful than I used to be before I got type 1 diabetes, with all the fun and hoopla that comes with it. I realize that life is fragile – those days when my blood sugar is plummeting and I can’t stop it and I’m reviewing with my spouse when he should call 911 bring this into clarion focus.

My life now is about accountability, exercise, close glucose monitoring. I’m eating completely differently than I used to. I’m up to seven miles of walking a day. My blood sugar this week has been wonderfully stable. But that was this week.

I never imagined I’d be the chronic illness person. Actually, I’m working at living at optimum wellness, despite my diagnosis last year of both diabetes and asthma.

A very half birthday to me, to me – and many more.