Well hello again everyone, been a while... but I'm back at the keyboard and have some nice pictures of the end of summer coming up and the changing colors of New York City as Fall is here, and we are still hoping for CHANGE...more than the colors, but the stuff in our pockets and the well being of each other. That's what HOPE is for no ??
They both go hand in hand.
I have come across some very special people through blogging, some I have met in person and most I have not. If I had the time to post about all of them I would, so forgive me if anyone thinks I'm slighting them in any way. It just happens that this person has some roots from the 10036, and for those of you not in the know, THAT is the real HELLS KITCHEN zip code...not some fussy ass French dude in a kitchen who yaps like a Chihuahua at people even if they made a bowl of cereal. This person was in the Hells Kitchen that was full of murders, deviants, and a sweeping crack epidemic before Rudy Giuliani turned it into Disneyland.
I just recently found out a great friend of my family had his leg amputated from suffering through years of kidney disease and dialysis. He was one of the most disciplined and athletic individuals I have ever met in my life. He was also a selfless missionary. He gave, never took and yet still fights the good fight, looking forward to rehab with a new prosthetic leg.
That is the heart of a Lion.
However, every once in a while I come across a story that I just need to share with everyone, and hope it raises an awareness to what I believe is a great cause and usually a great story. Well with this there is both. I have followed a blog since I started writing called Smarty Pants Rants , and she is smart, funny, takes great pics and is very funny....oh AND she has Type 1 Diabetes.
I know first hand from living with my nephews who have suffered with FSGS, what a tough road it is for children or adults to endure the process of medications, injections, side effects, and all the rest of the turmoil and restrictions on diet and daily routines that most of us take for granted, and how fucking tough they are to endure it with a smile, even when there are complications, and make it all seem so routine as I still grimace when I see all the medications and injections they go through daily, seemingly with ease.
The hearts of a Lion.
Well this fellow blogger, Sara is her name...and she is fighting for the CURE for Diabetes...I don't need to write much, Sara will tell you it all in her brilliant video. Just so you know, it takes a lot of time and work to upload pictures and write just a blog..I can only imagine the countless hours Sara spent on making this short movie about diabetes awareness and being brave enough to use herself ...Sara has encapsulated her life in a less than 6 minute video, and I implore you to watch it...trust the King on this one, it is THAT GOOD.
Most people watch 6 minutes worth of commercials a day, so please, watch this and learn.
"I hope...I still have a tiny, shimmering chunk of HOPE inside! Life would be different without diabetes, but I know it would be nothing without the people who give my REAL life REAL meaning – the ones who inspire me to keep hoping. So I test, and read up on the latest developments, and raise money for research. And I HOPE….."
...and I hope to Sara, for you and everyone else who wants the CURE. You deserve it.
Ladies and Gentlemen...The Lion Queen.
To view it on You Tube to see the whole screen and read all the subtitles:
Click--------> Fight Type 1 Diabetes
Brilliant, no ?? The King doesn't lie.
Click This Word Link To Donate TO Sara's Walk
In closing once again, I am just a courier of news from New Yorkers who are elsewhere now, today... but bring a strong spirit wherever they go and we were glad to have her while we did....Today I am no King, I am just a member of the human race who hopes...hopes that Sara's words resonate to you...and one day to all.
I encourage all of you to visit her blog and tell her what you think...and continue to HOPE. Smarty Pants Rants.
Thank you Sara, You truly are The Lioness from New York.
Peace out Peeps.