Valentine’s Day is coming up quick. I’m definitely a hopeless romantic so I’ve always loved Valentine’s Day, even when I was single. Pete and I usually celebrate with flowers (for me) and chocolates (for both of us) and a fun dinner out.
I really love flowers - my grandparents were florists and flowers make my day. But honestly, I don’t really NEED flowers. And as much as I consider chocolate a basic food group, neither Pete nor I really NEED chocolate. The best part of our dinner out is just sitting down together and spending time with each other. But what if that wasn’t possible?
What if Pete and I couldn’t spend time together because I was no longer here? What if I died because I couldn’t get the insulin that I, as a Type 1 diabetic, needed to stay alive? It’s almost impossible for me to imagine. Over the years I’ve had to fight to get the number of test strips I need, and to get a CGM, and a very long time ago I had to fight to get syringes covered by my insurance. But I never, ever, in 34+ years with diabetes, had to fight to get insulin. It’s probably something I just take for granted, those little vials of life in my refrigerator. And that makes me very lucky.
This year I’m giving back to those who aren’t as lucky. I have my husband and I have insulin . . . . there isn’t much else I need to feel loved. So Pete and I are putting our Valentine’s money where it is needed - the Spare A Rose campaign.
For every $5 Pete and I donate, or for the cost of each rose or a few chocolates, we are providing one months worth of insulin for a child who would otherwise probably die. I can’t think of a better way to spread the love. And I urge you to join me and #sparearose or two and save a life right now.