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Friday, February 18, 2011

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Not sure if you have seen this before I may of posted last year but this is something I found shortly after diagnosis and it is still something I read when having a really bad day.  Hugs and love to you all!! 


How God Selects the Mother of a Diabetic Child
by Erma Bombeck 

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. 

Did you ever wonder how mothers of children with diabetes are chosen? 

Somehow I visualize God hovering over earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As He observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger. 

"Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron Saint Matthew." 

"Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, Patron Saint Cecilia." 

"Rutledge, Carrie, twins. Patron Saint Gerard. He's used to profanity." 

Finally, He passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a child with diabetes." The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy." 

"Exactly", smiles God. "Could I give child with diabetes to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel." 

"But has she the patience?" asks the angel. 

"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. 

You see, the child I am going to give her has his own world. She has to make the child live in her world and that's not going to be easy." 

"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you." 

God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness." 
The angel gasps. "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?" 

God nods. "If she cannot separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with less than perfect." 

"She does not realize it yet, but she is to be envied. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see .... ignorance, cruelty, prejudice ... and allow her to rise above them. 

She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as if she is here by my side." 

"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in mid air. 

God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."

11 comments:

  1. Love this...I've posted it a few times also.

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  2. Well now I'm crying first thing in the morning! I wonder why she wrote this? Does she have a child with diabetes?

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  3. I have read this a hundred time... and I still cry.

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  4. so beautiful... i am one of the many with tears in their eyes.

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  5. Beautiful, although I am not crying, I am at work, wouldn't look good. Cheers.
    Trev

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  6. I love this poem. I have read it before, but it is always a gift to read it again. Thanks for sharing!!!

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  7. I read this after Nate's dx but haven't seen it since then. Thank you for posting it - it's such a good read and oh so true!! <3

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  8. wow this is beautiful...

    By the way thank you for visiting my blog. You and your sister are so blessed to have each other.

    much love to you and your family
    xxxooo
    Jill

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  9. Oh this is just great. How beautiful! Thanks for sharing it!!

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  10. Always makes me realise What an important job Im doing.

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