Gratitude for Algeria

I fight to live the life I would without the chronic health issues that I have. On some level I think my health issues drive me to live more: more in the moment, more bolder, more open hearted, more forgiving. But as I sit here recovering from Covid again, after ragging my diabetic body out with several weeks of out of control blood sugars on a very demanding adventure trip, I am only full of Gratitude. Gratitude for my family that not only supported, but has cheered me on through so many adventures over the years. Gratitude to Andrew for pushing me to do the things he knows I want to do. Gratitude for my friends that have loved so many versions of me over the years. Gratitude for my coworkers at the fabric studio for being kind. Gratitude for the scholarships I’ve received from Diabetes Training Camp. Those people taught me to live large in spite of my challenges. They gave me a toolbox and pointed the way. Mostly I’m just grateful to be alive and have so many amazing people to share my days with. Thank you for listening to my gratitude dump.

Photo taken at the Roman ruins of Timgad in Tipasa, Algeria.