One Granola Bar
Monday, August 23, 2010 at 11:44AM One little granola bar all chewy and yummy that honestly brought me to tears,
There is no doubt that this single bar is the best I’ve had in all of my years,
From a strangers hand you came to me when I was low and out of my mind,
Now my life won’t ever be the same because you were so genuinely kind.
It was Disneyland at 3PM packed during summer’s brutal heat,
We ran to the Theater to see Aladdin but stopped to grab something to eat
Shaky and sweaty and feeling so bad just dragging myself along,
A mango smoothie in my hand I figured I would not go wrong.
The time was fleeting, the show was soon starting, we had to truly make haste,
We climbed up the stairs while I sucked on the straw so fast that I missed all the taste.
I was trying to climb with my wife right behind and my best friend standing right at my side,
I was dropping while walking, there was no place to stop and I wished that we’d gone on a ride.
The last part of the journey, to the balcony seats, an oasis came into view,
A large escalator, last part of the climb was like little dream come true.
When we got inside I still felt low and a woman turned around in front of me,
She looked in my eyes with a kind friendly smile, she knew that I had the “D.”
She lifted her hand as I struggled to stand and offered the bar up for free,
“Are you diabetic?” “No my friend is.” “Oh so you are an awesome Type 3!”
She smiled again and said, “I have more if you need them” and I told her that I should be fine,
We found some good seats, and I checked my BG, my meter displayed 79.
I sat and I thought and I tried to hold back but I was feeling so sorry and sad,
Tears started falling while I beat myself up saying, “c’mon now diabetes ain’t so bad.”
But sometimes it’s so hard to not feel like your losing when it gets the best of your day,
When I thought of that woman, the bar, and the kindness, all the sadness went away.
So I want to say thank you to all the type 3’s, your love and support are the best,
You love and take care of us and all I can say is that I am very truly impressed.
That woman at Disneyland has taught me not everyone’s ignorant about our disease,
And not every person you meet in the world is a member of the Diabetes Police.
That little bar of granola was probably something that woman will never miss,
I’m sure she had no clue how appreciative I’d be over something as little as this,
But all type 3’s should know that your help is a wish granted by someone upon the first star,
You change lives with love and support and caring, and even with a granola bar.
Reader Comments (19)
Superb poem, really enjoyed that and carrying a great message - thank you!
Brought tears to my eyes George. People can be amazing when they choose...whether they are strangers, your friend by your side or you wife being right behind you. You are a very lucky man.
Is that a Quaker chocolate chip granola bar????
Bravo! Well written D-poem, George! Thank you so much for writing it, and we thank all of our own wonderful Type 3s as well as that woman who gave you the granola bar.
Well done, George!
Great poem. And yes, I hate that drinking so fast you miss all the taste too! Well put.
Perfect!
Awesome post! I'm emailing this link to all my Type 3s. You have a way with words, my friend.
What a nice lady! Great post! T-3's rock!
Made me tear up as well. We never know when we can help some one with little gestures, and how much those little gestures can mean to their recipients.
That was beautiful George.
I love this, SuperG. Even the smallest granola bar can make such a big difference. LOVE IT.
That was wonderful (the lady and the poem)!
This blog post, in a way, made my day! :)
I'm a T3 (and yay I'm obviously not the only one!) and possibly pre-diabetic.
I want people around me to feel well, and feel safe. Whenever I'm around a PWD, I in a way automatically go into some kind of scan-for-lows-mode, guess I just pay attention to behavior.
If people don't have a clue about diabetes, I will educate them about the differences between type 1 and type 2, highs and lows and what to do if a PWD isn't feeling well.
You'll also NEVER hear me say "Should you be eating that?" as I believe it is good to enjoy things in life! :) If you want that cookie/cake/chocolate/candy/beer/wine or whatever it may be, then just have it, and ENJOY it :) Just don't forget to cover for it if needed ;)
I'm anticipating a trip to Europe next spring (my first!) and I'm going with a dear T3 friend of mine who knows how to help when needed, but still I feel so bad that she has to be on the watch for me. I know I should just thank God that she's ready and willing to help me, but yet, the guilt...
What would we do without them??
I love this post, George.
Aww...this made me tear up...thanks for the post and God Bless the "type 3's"!
Wonderfully written. My eyes are teary!
That was awesome G.
Lord, bless that lady to the fullest.
It's the "little" things that count.
Aw, man, you made me cry. Wonderful story. So nice when those type 3s show up. :) God bless them all.