Diabetes,

You picked the wrong one.

For over 20 years, you’ve tried to call the shots. The highs, the lows, the constant math, the planning, and the days when it felt like we were never going to understand each other.

I’ll give you this. You’ve kept me on my toes. But here’s what you didn’t count on. I was never going to let you decide how big my life could be.

I’m going to cook, travel, work out, walk my dog, laugh too loud, dance in my kitchen, and keep showing up for the people I love.

You’ve challenged me in ways I never expected, but you’ve also shown me just how much I’m capable of.

So, diabetes, you might be part of my story, but you don’t get to write the whole thing.

And I have a whole lot of living left to do.