We are Team Green. The ones who trot around Friends for Life with the green bracelets, letting those who need to know that we're living with type 1 diabetes. Those of us who are kids were in Sports Central or on day trips with the CWD staff members. Those of us who are adults were in sessions talking about burnout, parenting, exercise management, and ... Twitter? (Yes. More on that later.)
(We're also the ones you saw in the lobby of the Marriott, sitting in a group of about two dozen and with our noses in our computers for the Wednesday night #dsma chat.)
Team Green can't function without Team Orange - the members of our immediate and then extended family who wear the orange bracelets and live with diabetes, albeit from an insulin-producing vantage point. (And I'd be lost without Team Orange.) For me, my Team Orange includes my daughter, who is very slowly learning the bits and pieces of what diabetes means to her mama, and my husband, who manages this condition alongside me every day. It includes my mom and dad, who learned about type 1 diabetes and then helped teach me how to live with it. And it includes the friends I've made along the way - the ones I've made for life - who understand that even when this bracelet falls off, I'm still wearing it.
I'm still part of Team Green.
Thank you, Friends for Life, for giving me another week where diabetes is "normal."