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This made me cry, it is so true. I don't have diabetes, but my mother had. Thank you very much for your greatl blogs! And I can't wait to see more of your beautiful screen prints.

Oh gosh, Birdie. The intensity of this cuts like a knife. I don't have anything to say, but, as usual, there is indeed a song for everything.

Oh shoot, I couldn't get the song up.

Thanks to you both for your kind words. And yes art, whether it's the work we make or the songs of others indeed can ease the pain and sharpness of the struggle. That, as well as the realization that one, at least at times, is seen by others like you. That helps deeply too. Thank you for that gift.

Yes, Yes.

I know why the caged bird sings.

I even feel empathy for my plants kept indoors.

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