It's been a bit of a rough week on the old diabetes front. Less about the inevitable, unending physical aspects of it, and more of a struggle of the spirit. I've felt heavy hearted, and more aware of some of the bigger trade offs I've made because of this disease. Trade offs that I'd make again, because they make sense in the big picture. They've helped overall, but regardless, they've also come with a price. They represent a loss of some of what life has to offer. 95% of the time I'm ok with the trade offs, I remember why I made them and I know they were for the best. But once in a while, I'm reminded of their cost and it's at those times that I feel sad and burdened. Last week was one of those times. Today is too. I know that this feeling will pass, as it has so many times before. I know there is hope. Just like the spring bulb in this lovely photograph from holly. It reminds me that there is hope. For better days and a lighter heart. I know that this too shall pass.