Dancing on the Beach.
Jeff Hitchcock described the Marco Island conference to me as "kids dancing on the beach." Because I had only attended the Friends for Life conferences in Orlando, I didn't really have a sense of what that meant.
But after spending a few days in Marco Island, Florida (leaving behind a foot of snow on our back deck, thank you very much), and seeing how the families of people with diabetes pull together emotionally and help one another deal with this disease as a supportive group, I am re-inspired. I ended 2010 in a diabetes funk, with an A1C I was struggling with and some mega burnout. Quality time with some of my fellow PWDs, caregivers of kids with diabetes, my husband, and my daughter, and a healthy dose of sunshine and warm sand has helped me feel a little readier to take better control of my health.
2010 was a year of intense focus on my health, on adjusting to our new lives as parents, and managing the ebb and flow of two writers circling like sharks in the same house. I'm hoping that 2011 will be a year of quiet peace, big grins, and nurtured relationships.
So here's to dancing on the beach (with or without your sassy fried egg hat)!