
Dominic Morel
The last few weeks have been gloomy. I am not referring to the weather either since here in Los Angeles we had over 100°F temperatures over the weekend. No I am talking about my outlook and mood.
While reading through all of the posts I have been writing I notice a common theme. A sense of sad and gloom that is not typically me. Anyone who has ever met me would not consider me a "down" or depressing guy. I am usually the life of the party type who you can hardly get to sit still.
All of the comments and advice all of you have given me have helped tremendously. I have started the core plan which I will write more about after I weigh in on Saturday but more importantly, I have found a new focus on my health or at least a refreshment of my focus.
It's a nice little victory. Like when you peel an orange with your hands and you get that center stem to come right out of the middle. A very small but glorious victory.
Looking back though I can see the pattern or the path my mood takes. Sometimes I just get down on myself. I get angry about my health and my blood sugars and then I give up. I stop caring and just hide away. But diabetes, as you all know, does not leave us alone. Ever. And sometimes, that makes me want to stand up and fight and other times I honestly think, "Just do it. Just finish what you have begun and take my life."
When I get to those low points I know I have hit rock bottom. I typically lie there and regain my strength and then I stand up and dust myself off.
I am ready to fight back again.


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George, I'm a poet & I hope something I've written might help u regenerate a little. Here it is: Prime
Life is grand and mastered by me
I'm vigorous and vital and strong
I build lives out of youthful dreams
Sturdy and unyielding to time
The ways of the old are unmentioned
The ways of the young are behind
Experience has taught me lessons
I learned now I can go on
Forged in the fires of pain
Knowing the grief of loss
New experiences to be had
I'm not new but I'm wise beyond my years
I can run, I can grow, I can help
Imparting knowledge to the untried
I'm sojourning through life on the edge
But I'm prime, grade A through and through.
M. Pinnell