As the year winds down, good and bad, I wanted to post this poem. When it was first sent to me, it spoke to me. I found it beautiful and true. No matter what we do, actions great and small, I do believe the world speaks to us if we can be quiet enough to listen.
I have talked a lot over these past 20 years. How many words I’ve uttered on stages, and from behind lecterns, around the world in an attempt to uplift others with diabetes, and the health professionals who tend us. All the words I’ve written that look back at me in three books and hundreds of articles. It’s all good and I am proud.
Still, greeting this moment, this ever present, every changing moment, I wait quietly as the song that is my life falls down into my cupped hands. This is particularly poignant for me as I reflect upon the current stream of my life with the passing of this year.