My letters to Santa have changed over the years. When I was young, we’d sit at the kitchen table. The one with the speckled grey Formica top. Nearby were baskets of lined notebook paper together with sharpened pencils and plain white envelopes. My parents helped me lick the stamps.
“Dear Santa Claus,” I’d begin, “I hope you and Mrs. Claus are good. I’d like a new book to read, a doll and some candy too. Please bring my mom something that helps her smell so sweet. Please bring my dad something new to wear on his big, white feet. My little brother hit me on the arm yesterday. It still hurts, but not quite as bad. You can bring him something small, I guess. I hope it’s not a BB gun. Love, XXXX.”
The day my young son was diagnosed with insulin dependent diabetes back in 1992, someone……..a doctor?….a nurse?….told me there would “probably be a cure within the next five years.” At the time, my facial expression must have looked a bit like “a deer in headlights.” To think there would be a “CURE!” Five years was unfathomable, but there was hope! We’d get through!!
“Dear Santa Claus,” my mental letter read that year, “Please bring my family the strength to survive the next five years. Keep my son as healthy as can be. YES, please bring us the ‘Cure’ within the next five years.” That was my mental letter all those years ago.
Researchers fought for a cure each and every day since my son was diagnosed. No one will stop until a great big celebration is announced! In the interim, technology has improved. Lives have been saved. ‘Tools’ are so much better than ever before! Compared to what was available when my son was diagnosed, miracles exist today. I am so thankful for the many positive changes in diabetes living.
Still, if I wrote a letter to “Santa Claus” today it would read something like this:
Dear Santa Claus:
Please keep all of those living with diabetes safe and ‘healthy.’ Bring young children a special kiss together with an extra wish.
Help technology to keep improving! Allow those who are sick to live better lives each and every day. More than anything, I’d like a cure for diabetes within my lifetime. Until then, please keep my children and grand-children happy and healthy.
Thank you, Santa Claus.
*originally posted 12/23/13