I write this post as moving men are packing up my house in North Carolina. Tomorrow, they will load everything onto a truck and drive it to Chicago, where my family and I will start a new chapter in our lives. I've known about this move for several months, and yet, I still do not feel completely ready. I keep thinking about what I am leaving behind: friends and neighbors, familiarity, and community. Leaving this place I have called home for the last six years is daunting. There are so many moving parts: selling a home, purchasing another, arranging travel, working. It's overwhelming.
So is diabetes. Each day, we are faced with managing a disease that does not like to cooperate. These ups and downs are overwhelming as well, enough to make you want to pull your hair out.
Both situations in my life, however, have one thing in common: a supportive community.
Much like I know the friends and neighbors I am leaving behind are only a phone call, text or email away, the same applies to my DiabetesSisters. I've already heard from women in the Chicago-area that are excited for my arrival, women that are ready to welcome me with open arms and offer me support during this journey with diabetes. This sense of community is the force that allows us to continue forging ahead, even when we don't want to go any further. This is what the Sisterhood is all about: never being alone, having the ability to go anywhere and find someone that is walking the same path.
I'm thankful to you, my DiabetesSisters' family. I hope you find support in us as well.