Today is my birthday, but all I can think about is my friend who did not get to celebrate his this year. One of my type 1 diabetic friends passed away not long ago. I wrote this poem for his lovely lady, Dawn. Even though I never got to meet him, he was my friend because we talked so often on facebook. I’m part of the DOC (Diabetic Online Community) and we form some great friendships. Unfortunately, it’s because we are all diabetic, but at least we don’t feel like we are fighting the battle alone.

It’s not often I get to stand on the sidelines and watch a romance grow, but that is literally what happened with these two. I’d read little things that would make me wonder what the “deal” was, but I just sat silently. I didn’t ask questions from either of them (and I think I showed great restraint, even if I say so myself)!

We had conversations about loved ones who have gone on. I shared about my experiences with the grieving process in a blog post one day and he wrote to me and let me know he really enjoyed reading about that. He told me he really missed his mom a lot and didn’t think he could ever write about her like I did. Well, I said what I always say – we all grieve differently. Some can’t talk about their loved ones at all, and people like me just can’t seem to shut up about them. I write about my loved ones who have passed over because I need to keep them close to me in spirit. I’m afraid if I don’t tell these stories, I’ll forget them.

I will miss our chats. I did not meet him in person, but there is a void in my day. I pray for Dawn every day. I know life will not ever be the same. There will have to be a new normal now. But, I’m so glad you had him in your life for a little while. God be with you, my friend.  🙂



With my sunglasses on, I’m Jack Nicholson.  Without them, I’m fat and 60.  – Jack Nicholson


Sometimes my imagination runs away on me! I like to imagine Bible characters living in today’s world. When I think of the story of Moses at the burning bush, I picture a cool dude named MO who always wears his shades! He never goes anywhere without them. In reality, Moses had very little self-esteem. We know this because he came up with a number of excuses why God should go ask someone else to do the job He wanted done. I’m not judging because I’ve done the very same thing and I’m sure you have too.

No one in Bible times wore any type of eye glasses, let alone sunglasses. But I wonder how much good a pair of sunglasses (even those awful expensive ones) would have done? Moses was looking into the face of God Himself. I mean, talk about a BRIGHT LIGHT!!!

In a way I’m thankful that God does not appear to us in that way these days. Some of us would keel over from the shock, and others would make a door in a wall that didn’t have a door before just to escape God’s presence. How many excuses would you come up with to convince an all-knowing God, the God of the universe and the God Who abides in your heart, that you are not the right person for the job? I know, me too! Moses gave God excuses, but God knew best and used him in spite of himself. He does that with us too if we’ll let Him.

I mean, what are the chances that a dyslexic will start writing poetry? Hello!

We all have a burning bush moment; a moment when you know without a doubt that God wants you to do something big. It’s usually something that leaves you a little scared (or maybe a LOT scared), and asking, “how”. I don’t necessarily ask “why”, but I definitely ask “how”. The answer is always the same: “Take My hand and trust Me for the first baby step… then trust Me for the second baby step.” See a pattern emerging there?   😉