Explanation

The idea for the previous post (poem) came from one of the first nights after Riley came home from the hospital. I was lying in my bed crying, like I did just about every night the first couple of weeks home. I sat up in bed and told my husband that I felt bad for crying. I said, "You know, somewhere right now a mother is crying because her child is dead. At least I have a child to give shots to." Thus, the inspiration for the poem. I was having a little bit of a pity party for myself today and I remembered what I had said to my husband that night. I am truly blest that I have both of my children here with me, diabetes and all.