hi
i recently met a couple of old friends. One was now legally blind. she had to ask if it was me. the other one had just lost the front of foot. It had been amputated....that is diabetes at work..that is my disease.
i don't know how many quality years I have left. I don't have good dicipline in terms of exercise and eating. when i am depressed the struggle becomes somewhat more difficult.
my resolve is to at least take the time to walk in the wilderness, while I can and to observe the natural beauty while I can see.
in doing so I am fighting both depression and diabetes.
the old cliche states: "take time to smell the roses."
bob
