This is my life...this is what I live...EVERYDAY is a battle but I will win...
The face of 'D' (Diabetes) is a hard one to see,
What do we look like? What do you see?
The battles we fight are on the inside,
Battles from which we can't run or hide.
We're all just the same, like everyone else,
Not that much different, I keep telling myself.
The looks from some people, the fear in their eyes,
It makes me feel alone, and I ask myself "Why?"
'D' is not visual; it's hard to explain,
But please don't ignore us, or treat us in vain.
For if we take care, and do everything right,
Our 'D' for the most part will stay out of site.
Complications are there, waiting to be,
We all do our best to stay complication free.
There are people out there, who are so quick to say,
"If you took care of your 'D' you'd be better today."
So we take care in silence, in this frustrating fight,
We are caught in the middle, doing everything right.
When I'm happy and healthy, they can't see my 'D',
If I fall in my battle, then they criticize me.
We need understanding, someone to be there,
Somebody to listen, somebody to care.
I may not look sick; I look normal that's true,
But the battles I fight, you haven't a clue.
Look at a person, look into their eyes,
Look past their face, look deep down inside.
The secrets and stories aren't easy to see,
Especially the ones who are battling 'D'.
Although it is hard to notice my 'D',
Its soldiers of battle rage inside of me.
The faces of many, hide secrets so deep,
My 'D' is a secret I've promised to keep.
Gary
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Saturday, August 27, 2011
Faces of 'D'
Posted by Loly at 5:49 PM 0 comments
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Ryan and Justin Dillard
2-4-02 to 8-2-09

Thighs aching. Lungs burning.
Chests pressed against the “Finish Line” tape.
Ears ringing as fans packed 1,000 deep
on each side of the course chant:
“Jus-tin! Ry-an! Jus-tin!
Ry-an! Jus-tin! Ry-an!”
A single tear falls down their face as the “finish line” tape snaps
against them pushing off their chest.
The noise of the crowd dies out.
Their legs no longer hurt. They breath normally.
They walk slowly forward.
And open their eyes!
They gaze around at a serene white landscape. All is quiet.
A loving gentleman in a flowing white gown runs gently to them.
They embrace. His hands leave small specs of blood on their back.
He says, “You were missed, welcome home”.
They say, “We weren’t gone that long,
and besides, we spoke every day”.
They walk towards the Throne hand in hand,
He is walking, they’re skipping.
Under the seraphim’s they go, listening to their eternal songs.
And on their face they fall as their entire soul sings out praises to God.
With a thunderous boom the voice of the Creator
calls them by name: “Justin, Ryan”.
They are saturated by the sound. They cannot answer.
They want to sing praises. They want to dance. They cannot move.
They feel His warm breath on the nap of their neck
and hope to spend eternity there.
He again speaks and His voice drowns out the praises of the seraphim’s:
“Justin, Ryan”.
They can’t speak, but He knows their soul is listening.
And He says, “You really knocked their socks off, kiddos”.
Justin & Ryan giggle, “Yes LORD, we did”.
“Good job”
Posted by Loly at 11:40 AM 1 comments
Monday, August 10, 2009
Justin and Ryan...

We went to the place where we knew she'd be
Oh Mommy, can't you feel us touching your hair?
We are by your side all through the night
You know we'll never be apart
The clouds, the birds, the rain drops too
We were sent to you from up above
So don't be unhappy when you come visit us







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Tuesday, January 27, 2009
It's time to Change...
It's Time to Change
by Trixie Asirvatham
Change is exciting, but the unknown can be frightening too. Familiar faces and things have a reassuring quality to them. Fear of the unknown can make even a good change (like a job promotion or a trip abroad) a potential source of stress. The thing to do is to recognise that change is a fact of life, and to learn to look at change positively and constructively. Change happens. It's how you respond that matters. As with all things, the choice is up to you.

I step into the future
Don't know what's in store
I'll be walking new pathways
Learning more,
Meeting new faces,Making new friends,
The time has come to move on,It's time to change.
It's hard to leave the things you know and understand
And set out on a journey on unfamiliar land
It's hard to leave old friends behind and walk away,
But the time has come to move on, it's time to change.
But my friends are a part of me,
A part of my personality,Always there to guide me
Wherever I happen to be
The past leaves its mark on me,And makes me the person I am
And the good things go with me
When it's time to change.
The seasons turn
And the years move on
Nothing ever stands still
Changing day by day...
Good wishes go with me
And speed me on towards the sun
The time has come to move on,It's time to change.
The seasons turn, and the years move on,Nothing ever stands still, changing day by day
Good wishes go with me
And speed me on towards the sun
The time has come to move on,It's time to change.
Change for the better?
Change for the worse?
Who can tell it better…It's for me to make it work
The sun is up and shining
And there's a rainbow in the sky
I'm going to find my pot of gold,
It's time to change.It's time to change, It's time to change,The time has come to move on,it's time to change.
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Monday, January 26, 2009
A prayer...
Dear Jesus, Divine Physician and Healer of the Sick, we turn to You in this time of illness.
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