Tomorrow will be one year since I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes AKA Latent Autoimmune Diabetes in Adults. I gotta be honest and say I never imagined saying that with an insulin pump still at my hip. Somewhere in the balancing act of hoping for my healing and being present with my disease I found indifference. It's easier to accept this as my reality for the rest of my life than to keep holding on to a hope that dwindles with each passing day. I decided to watch this VLOG post I recorded on my birthday in March that is quite emotional and raw but it reminded me of the hopeful Stephanie that once was. I am not this girl anymore but I pray that all is not lost. That being a healed, whole and hopeful brave girl is still in the cards for me. Somehow I am okay that I am not right now. It's all part of the journey. I guess this is just me putting it into the universe that I can hope again. That time is no factor for the creator of all and that he really does will for me to be healed. I have plenty to be grateful for, life will go on and God will continue being good. I think thats reason enough to hope.