Those who know me well, know that music means A LOT to me. With all my body-drama of the past couple of weeks I was listening to this today:
They say there’s linings made of silver
Folded inside each raining cloud
Well we need someone to deliver
Our silver lining now
and then later in the same Ingrid Michaelson song
Where you will lie on the rug
While I play with the dog
And it won’t be too much
Cuz’ this is too much
Cuz’ this is too much for me to hold
This is too much for me to hold
When I sang these lyrics at the top of my lungs I felt okay with the world. I know this is just a phase that I’m dealing with.
And I know my diabetes is here for a while.