Sunday, June 22, 2014

Sweet Child of Mine

Sweet Child Of Mine

June 22, 2014

My husband and I attended the JDRF Type One Nation conference in Austin over the weekend.  We had a nice getaway and the conference was great!  We enjoyed connecting with other Type One families and learning more about what JDRF is doing to transform Type One into Type None.  There are great treatments and potential cures on the horizon.  It was a great reminder as to where our money goes and why we donate, fundraise, and Walk.

One of the coolest things about attending was being recognized for my book, Mommy Can't Fix It,  and my blog by complete strangers.  My message is getting out there, reaching people, and impacting their lives!  Score!  One lady even remembered my Bon Jovi love!   Tee hee…it’s legendary!  J

Needless to say, attending the conference sparked a few blogs in my little brain.  I’ve been on a blog block lately, partly because I’ve just been so terribly busy with work projects, kids and being a substitute Mommy Pancreas.  Those blogs will be coming.

Strangely, however, I woke up to this blog swarming around in my head this morning.  I haven’t heard this song in awhile. I haven’t thought of this song in awhile.  I don’t recall dreaming about it either.  Rather, I woke up, and this song, complete with lyric changes was swimming through my consciousness, so I figured I’d better write it down.

Sweet Child of Mine

He's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of Pre-D memories
Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see his face
He takes me away to that special place
And if I think too long, I know I’ll break down and cry

Whoa, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine

He's got eyes of the bluest skies
Diabetes has filled with rain
I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain

His hair reminds me of a warm, safe place
Without D by his side
I wish for the sticks and pain to quietly pass him by

Whoa, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine

Where do we go?
A new way to live now
Oh, let’s find a cure now

Where do we go?
(Sweet child)
A new way to live now
Ooh, please don’t go low

Get it.  They're sweet and "sweet".  J

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  1. Hi Rhonda! I just finished your book and was so relieved to find another soul who mirrored my feelings. Though I can't imagine twins with this, I have an 11 year old daughter diagnosed with T1D this past January, so I was in tune with you from the beginning to the end of this read. From one walking zombie to another, thank you for writing this! I don't think any of my friends or family 'gets it,' not unless they have personal experience with this disease. I'm having my husband read this so he gets me! As much as I love him, I am the role of the pancreas in the family, and this will help him understand my feelings so much better! Hopefully in our kids' lifetimes, a cure will come!!!! To God's ears!

    1. Deb, thanks so much for commenting. I hate we all have to deal with this craptastic disease, but your comment warmed my heart. Your sentiment was exactly what I set out to accomplish by writing the book. Dealing with T1D is a lonely world, and being a Mommy who can't fix it is a tough pill to swallow. Please share the book (as all proceeds benefit JDRF), the blog website, and my FB page, Two Too Sweet. The more knowledge and support out there.....the better for us all!