Diabetes Art Day Failure (Sort Of)

I had such grandiose plans of what I was going to do for Diabetes Art Day yesterday. I love art, I love creating, and I love getting together with my group of D-girls on a regular basis to hang out, chat about our lives, discuss the latest in diabetes technology, or commiserate on whatever random topic comes up. (Like poop – for some reason, poop came up in a lot of our conversations last night?? Poop is funny! And only some of it was related to our kids. But I digress.)

It was only fitting that we should have our girl’s night on the same day as Diabetes Art Day so we could all create something together (like we did last fall.) I had all the supplies set out and ready:

Ready to create...something?

But you know what? We never got around to making anything.
We thoroughly enjoyed our meal together….a hodge podge of appetizers, snacks, and a couple of yummy desserts that everyone had a hand in bringing or baking. There was wine (of course! This is MY house we’re talking about) and general, “hey, how are things going?” talked about around the table. We laughed, we nodded in agreement, we shook our heads in disgust, we heard beepings of CGMs going off, we noted blood sugars from fingerstick meters, we pumped up the insulin to cover all the delicious carbs we were consuming, and we just had a good time.

The “gift of gab” is not a present to be taken lightly. To be able to interact and share and love and accept others regardless of different beliefs or opinions is so very worth it, especially when you all have a common bond that brought you together. For us last night, that bond is diabetes, and the amazing art of it all is our ability to fellowship with one another. Love you D-girls!!!

Love you D-girls!