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Entries in Perspective (21)

Friday
Oct072011

No D day: Screw brevity, we're talking the secret to life

Sometimes thoughts require more time to ruminate then my schedule permits... this post is what happens when I'm excited by an idea but don't give it enough time to solidify in my mind. I though that it may be interesting for you to see an unfinished thought... 

The thought of sitting down and committing words to an idea in long-form makes me happy inside. I likely could spend the rest of my life discussing and dissecting topics, what topics? Doesn't really matter. I just love to take ideas apart to see what made them. I've always wanted to be a writer because the time of sitting around a fire and talking endlessly is far past and writing seems like the last way to completely explain a view of and to the world. What follows is less of a complete thought and more of a guide to imparting ideas, preparing children and the pursuit of being able to explain your experiences in a way that makes you feel like you've helped someone. I think the kids call it blogging...

That's right - I've got the secret to life and No D day seemed like as good a time as any to give it away... Think of this as a poem to communication as it may have no traditional beginning, middle and end but does include seemingly disjointed thoughts that I gaurentee will leave you feeling like you understand the secret to life.

If brevity is the soul of wit, what does that make length and contemplation... I assert that it's the soul of understanding and of finding truth. Thoughts and ideas have levels and they are initially understood by people at different depths. A conversation about recycling may sound like talking about trash to one person while another in the group fights back the emotions that come with contemplating the end of the world. Spend enough time talking and the complexity of the issue becomes apparent to all as it's levels and depth are revealed. Just because a concept first strikes you on one level doesn't mean that you can't come to understand it on all - but you have to be willing to devote a few minutes and open your mind to something that may not at first make sense.

While brevity has it's place and is the preferred tool of communication (and blogging), I think that at times it does us harm. Often we are overwhelmed by the thought of disseminating our knowledge. The emotion of wanting to be clear and heard overwhelms. The pain of not being able to articulate your thought in the way that you desire often causes us to convey complex concepts in far too brief and non descriptive terms. How many times have you heard that, "being married is hard... you have to work at it"? We've all listened as a new parent proclaim, "I'd do anything for my baby". These phrases and thousands more are thrown around as if they are sage-like wisdom but honestly they are neither helpful nor do they resonate with the kind of understanding that they require.

I'm going to use my first example to make my point. Of course being married is hard and obviously it requires work to maintain any relationship but how is that advice in any way helpful? It's not the being married that is difficult, it's the not saying something stupid at the wrong time, it's being giving of yourself when you feel like you don't have any more to give. It's acceptance, forgiveness and selflessness, those things are hard - not being married. Even though I've broken the idea down, my words still don't constitute any actual advice. I would have to take each thought and separate them into their own thousand words to clearly leave you with a meaningful direction to follow. What does it mean to be accepting? That concept is a chapter in a book, an hour in a conversation and should not be carelessly boiled down to some trite sentence and passed off as advice. 

Our lives our setup in a way that doesn't leave time to listen to a more learned person speak at length about the things in life that matter most but often seem unimportant. That lack of time is the precise enemy of happiness. The not sitting still and listening and by extension the not taking of time to impart the knowledge that you've amassed is destroying our ability to grow. We can't build a skyscraper if each time a shift change happens the next person chooses new fertile ground and starts over. We have to continue from where the last person left off, understand the mistakes they made, adapt and forge on.

When I imagine my life it looks like a road that at some point encounters a fork. Each path after that has it's own fork. When I step back from that image, it appears to me as a tree that grows endlessly into the sky. All of the branches lead to a slightly different destination, all somewhere at the top of that tree. I want to get to the highest, happiest spot that I can before there are no more forks in the road to choose from - but that's not my life goal, that's just one thing that I want to accomplish. My goal is to set Cole and Arden on their own road and give them the insight to consider each fork with not just the map of knowledge that they've amassed but with mine and Kelly's as well. I want to teach them to slow down and consider the depth and level that ideas happen on before they choose which way to walk next. I wish for them the personal serenity that is required to listen, filter and apply the wisdom that others that they meet impart. I hope that they have the love for speaking, writing and hearing thoughts at length in the way that I do... because "being married is hard" doesn't constitute advice or guidance.

When you speak to your children please don't leave out the stuff you messed up or struggled with. In fact, I'd lead with it. I'd tell your kids every stupid, poorly considered and just plain moronic choice that you made, show them where potential speed bumps will be and if you can't... because you just don't know how to, if you can't tell them how to avoid those bumps, find someone that can - no shame in it. Be transparent, show them your human side, let them know that it's not just okay to mess up, it's expected. Tell them to go make their own mistakes. I find no life sadder then the ones that appear to be nothing more then Mom 2.0 or Dad part II. It may feel easy to see a child doing familiar things in familiar ways but in my opinion, that's a wasted life - you already lived that life. Your children should be reaching in a way that makes you nervous. They're lives should feel unfamiliar to you, new, exciting and unsure.

 

Bonus thoughts... (like an extra chapter in a paperback)

The act of planning to express yourself in words has this wonderful side-effect. There is this thing that happens when you know that you are going to sit down and write, you really pay attention to life. Knowing that I want to blog causes me to focus on things that may, very reasonably, seem like minutia to most. I hope that I can convince you that those small moments aren't filler but in fact are where life happens. There is depth everywhere, levels to everything, the beauty is in the moments in between the things that stand out.

 

 

 

Thursday
Sep152011

Sometimes email doesn't cut it

Earlier this week I spoke on the phone with the mother of a child with type I diabetes. The story of how we met is short but it points out just how powerful and rewarding helping another person can be.

Last year I spoke to our Congressperson about Arden's diabetes during a JDRF Promise Meeting which led to a staffer in his office sharing my web address with someone. That person emailed me with a question nearly a year later and we decided to talk over the phone instead of going back and forth vial email.

And I'm very glad that we did!

Had we not spoken, I would have just answered her questions and probably never heard from her again. Instead, we had a meaningful conversation that went far beyond her initial question and it left us both feeling better about a number of issues that can hang over parents like us. 

The details are private but this statement tells the story. She told me that was so happy that she spoke because, "I always thought that I was the only one going through all of this" and that feeling left her with the terrible feeling that she must "be doing everything completely wrong".

I knew exactly how she was feeling because I've felt the same way in the past. I urge anyone that is feeling defeated by the rigors of caring for a child with type I to find someone to talk to who can understand your concerns. You can't imagine how much better you'll feel after you've spoken to someone that has walked a mile in your shoes. 

I was so happy to be able to help another type I parent that the experiance rekindled an idea that I had last year... I hope to have some more news about that very soon.

Please know that the you aren't alone, that it is very likely that the moments that seem like failures are quite common and that I'm always here if you want to reach out.

Thursday
Dec232010

So many emotions

The other night I was giving Arden a bolus before bed. This was the conversation...

 

Me: “I’ll be in to check your CGM in about an hour”

 

Arden: “When I don’t live here anymore, like when I’m in college what will I do?”

 

Me: “By the time you are in college you have a system just like I do... you’ll know how to get your BG in a good place before you go to sleep”

 

Arden: “What if I don’t know what to do, can I call you?”

 

Me: “Of course you can, you can call me whenever you want for your whole life - for anything”

 

Arden smiled and gave me a hug...

 

and I was able to hold my tears in until I got into the hall...

 

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The following are archived comments from this post. You can post new comments below.

Unless you're living with it or living with a loved one who is living with it, you won't realize just how emotional diabetes is.  To everyone involved.  Your post brought tears to my eyes.  I'm sure I felt the same way when I was around Arden's age.  Tomorrow marks my 29th d-versary and I cannot believe how things have changed.  For the better.  And I can only imagine how much more things will change for Arden as she gets older.  I wish I could give you both a hug! I hope you have a wonderful Christmas and New Years :)
Thursday, December 23, 2010 - 11:02 AM
Oh Caleb has said this to me many times. The same conversation. They know how dependent they are on us. They aren't sure they can do it themselves, even though we tell them they can. I do hope things improve as much for them as they have for Stacey.  That is my hope.
Friday, January 7, 2011 - 02:37 PM
Scott
I wanted to say, "don't worry, I'm coming to college with you... And on your honeymoon and when you go to the grocery store..." :)

I too am hoping for an evolutionary leap in the tech that we all rely on...
Friday, January 7, 2011 - 06:54 PM

 

Monday
Nov152010

Diabetes helped me today

We have been building our “dream” house for the last five months and our contractor told me just the other day that we are about three weeks from being finished - yea! That great news got me off my butt and to the local home center to purchase the new appliances that we need.

 

Last Friday the first of those appliances arrived, our new washer and dryer.  I only had a few requests as we designed our new house and number one on my list wasn’t a game room or a man cave, I’m a stay-at-home dad... I wanted the laundry on the second floor.  I really don’t enjoy doing the laundry and carrying it all over the house just makes it worse.

 

Anyway, the second floor is done with the exception of carpets and the kitchen cabinets have been going in over the past few days.  This morning I arrived at the house to greet the contractor, in the morning I make sure that they have everything they need for the day, answer questions and say good morning.  

 

Here’s the part where diabetes helped me...

 

When I found Mike (one of the guys) he was on the second floor - cleaning up the water.  What water you ask??? The water that had run all over the second floor of our new house because the installer put one of the hoses on the back of our new washer incorrectly and it apparently had been dripping all weekend long.  

 

I helped him clean up the 15 or so gallons of water, excused myself and went to that home store to find the manager.  At the end of our conversation which by the way ended with the store committing to paying in full for the repairs, the manager said to me, “I really appreciate you being so calm about this”.  I paused for a moment and responded, “my six year old daughter has had type I diabetes since she was two years old, I know the difference between an annoyance and a something worth being upset about”.

 

There is no way that my reaction to having to rip up expensive hard wood floors and watching Mike cut a 20ft by 6ft hole in the ceiling of our new home would have been so measured if I didn’t have the knowledge and perspective that watching Arden live with type I has brought me.

 

In some strange way, I have type I diabetes to thank for my ability to shrug off stuff like this.  I’m not sure what would have to happen to rattle me at this point in my life - but this didn’t even come close to my worse day.

 

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The following are archived comments from this post. You can post new comments below.

Isn't that the truth.  I whole heartedly agree that this is a one of those rare silver linings to the disease.  I find myself so much more calm about little things these days, usually realizing that so much is just that - a little thing and totally completely not important at all. Enjoy the holidays :)
Tuesday, December 7, 2010 - 06:07 PM

 

Friday
Mar192010

Well meaning but wrong

Our children interact with people while they are at school and we as parents can’t control what they hear.  Most days I think of those interactions as moments that enrich my kid’s lives.  They get to hear points of view and thoughts from other people, other cultures and those interactions help to make them into who they are and will be. 

 

This week however, I’m not so thrilled.

 

Arden had photos taken at school yesterday and someone (an adult) told her not to worry if her OmniPod was visible because, in Arden’s words, “it can be photoshopped out so the picture will be pretty.”.  We are not pleased to hear that any overtones were made that indicate that Arden’s pod is in any way, something to be ashamed of.  Whether purposeful or inadvertent comments like that can and will lead to Arden having an unhealthy view of her insulin pump and of herself.

 

We teach Arden that her pod is a normal part of her life, we don’t care if people see it, stare at it or ask about it.  It is what it is and we will not hide, not for our comfort or for anyone else's.  


Arden is “pretty” and would be even if that pod was sticking to her forehead.  We addressed the comment with Arden and with the appropriate folks at the school and I’m confident that my message was heard.  We hold no ill will to the adult and I personally see this incident as just another teachable moment in our life with type I.  It is also a reminder of why good and clear communication between you and your child’s school is so important, this could have been a very uncomfortable moment but it wasn’t.  

 

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The following are archived comments from this post. You can post new comments below.

Scott
I just spoke with the photography company and they assured me that they won't retouch Arden's picture.
Friday, March 19, 2010 - 04:50 PM
Aunt Megs & Uncle Mike
I would like to correct your blog...Arden is not "pretty", but BEAUTIFUL in and out and we are so proud of her!

Love you Ards!
Monday, March 29, 2010 - 08:52 PM
Amy
did you ever recieve these pictures. I would like to see them.
Sunday, July 18, 2010 - 08:52 PM