Friday, June 20, 2014

It's Not Just About Diabetes.

To say I'm passionate about Diabetes would be a very literal understatement, because when something is literally your life, it becomes much more than just passion. It seeps into your consciousness, frustrates and drives you forward, teaches you lessons and causes you to make mistakes. I live, breathe, sleep, eat, blog and talk Diabetes. Diabetes is me, but I struggle every day to not let myself become just a .... product of Diabetes, passion or no.

One of the ways in which I have been able to do this is through my remarkable experiences here in my final months spent in Macon. My involvement with Central Georgia Autism (CGA), and my work at the children's gym here in Macon: SportzQuest.

My story with CGA began last April 2013. A woman named Janet Ward emailed me inquiring about balloon twisting for a fundraiser to be held by Lake Tobosofkee. I already had two gigs booked for that day, but was able to squeeze in CGA for an hour and a half. "Do you have a preference of costume?" I asked Janet. I had a Cinderella party in Phenix City and then one in Eastman after that, so I was going to be pressed for time driving with very little time to worry about costume switches. "No," she said. "If you're going to be Cinderella at your next event, I'm sure that that will be fine for the kids at ours."

And so, I showed up that Saturday dressed as Cinderella, balloons in hand. The event was a success, the children loved the "Blue Princess" and the balloons, and I was invited back for the December Christmas party.
December rolls around, and I am back for the Christmas party, which is another success. I have a total blast. Central Georgia Autism is a wonderful group that does so much for autistic children in Central Georgia. They frequently host events for autistic children and their parents to attend, and they lobby for important causes associated with autism, such as insurance coverage for therapy for children with autism. I started attending CGA's event with little concept of autism, but as time went on, began to grow more intrigued with the cause and with all of the work they were a part of. What really struck me was how many people autism had touched - women who worked in the financial aid office at Wesleyan, even my future boss, who I, to my surprise, ran into at a CGA gig! People from all over Macon were a part of CGA and this amazing cause, and CGA helped them to rally around a purpose and inspire them to push forward with motivation and drive. They supported each other, and supported these children with autism, throughout all of their different struggles - and that really touched my heart. I experience Ava's Law Rally for CGA in February, and was able to watch as CGA again rallied around a common cause to better the lives of these children and make these parent's struggles a little easier. And I came to love the people I met! "You're our mascot, Lacy!" Janet exclaims. I loved meeting the parents and kids and seeing how excited simple balloons and meeting a princess made them. It is my own little way of helping CGA to touch lives, no matter how small it may be.


My journey with Sportz Quest began in February when I was freaking out about not getting into Grad School. I needed a job, and something exercise oriented, to look good and boost my application for next year. I had a job at Sportz Quest within a week after stumbling across the job post online. I wasn't that sure what to expect. I was excited, but at the same time, it still started as "just a job". That all changed though, the longer I spent there.
First of all, it was rough at first. It's one thing to work with kids and be a princess (talk about good listeners!) but what about when you're just yourself?

"Alright dear, would you like to do this forward roll for me and stay still and not get out of line and listen to my directions exactly?"

... No. No, they do not want to. These kids will run all over you if you don't own up to the "Alpha Dog" role real quick. Running around, frantic and sweaty, became my life for the three days a week that I worked. I began to run into kids that I met at birthday parties at Sportz Quest. Janet and Rachel Foster, who owns Sportz Quest, were good friends! These connections began to grow, and I began to experience such a growing sense of togetherness and community that I had never felt with Macon. Sportz Quest began to change me. I am working there all week now, at camps and classes and field trips. I became more assertive with the kids, I worked with all kinds of kids, I got to teach kids at Mulberry Methodist on the GAME Bus and started doing field trips for the Wellness Center and Northwoods Academy - truly diving headfirst into Macon and all that it was about.

This Thursday, I had the opportunity to work with Rachel at Jay's Hope Camp, a camp for kids with Cancer. This turned out to be really special for me. I didn't want to pity these kids, some of whom had crutches and brain tumours and bandages on their arms and tubes in their chest. Instead I felt comradery, but not in the way that is by any means a comparison of their situation to mine. Cancer isn't Diabetes, and Diabetes isn't cancer. We battle entirely different things. But what I felt was the mutual respect for those whose bodies have betrayed them and the constant longing to not let that knowledge define us. COMPLETELY different cases - but the conclusion I draw is this:

You can't always change your situation. Hell, in fact, there will only sometimes be a few things about any given situation that you CAN control, and much more that you can't.

A good friend told me in March,

"focus on what you have the power to change."

And how true this is! Dear kids, I cannot change your situation. I cannot heal your broken body. Friends, I cannot change your situation, whether it's a bad car situation or finances.

What can I do? I can give you a smile. I can pick you up in my car and drive with loud, happy music with the windows down and buy you 75 cent ice cream cones from Burger King and drive past the pretty houses downtown.
Ice cream doesn't fix everything, that's for sure. But sometimes, it's silly little things like ice cream that make our outlook just a little brighter...

Sometimes, it's teaching a somersault to a kid with cancer, who stops to smile and say this is the best activity they've done at camp. Or making a balloon for a child with autism. It's telling a funny joke, or pointing out the bright side. It's listening. I can't fix your problems. I CAN try and make you feel a little better. Make you a card just because. Write a letter or bake you cookies. I am a detail-oriented person, and a little things person. Some people change the world one big step at a time - I change the world, one little thing at a time, observing the things that happen that many people overlook, and remembering those that aren't always remembered. This is my own calling and way that is unique to me, and I am so happy to have been exposed to experiences that help me to realize this.

And what's more, these experiences... with CGA, with Sportz Quest, with Jay's Hope... they bring me outside of myself and my own problems.

Look around: everyone you see faces problems as big to them as yours are to you. We all have such challenges and pain...
Helping these people and being involved in these causes has helped me to focus less on my Diabetes, which is my own individual struggle, and see what beautiful and mind blowing experiences that I can have with or without; in spite of, a chronic disease. My own troubles are still of importance, but they take the backburner when I can have the opportunity to impact the lives of others in these little ways. These experiences take me out of my own sphere and teach me a greater level of compassion for others and their difficulties and joys and triumphs and sorrows. And it inspires me on a level that makes me feel more capable and able to handle the challenges that my own life throws my way.

In short, it is the healthiest, most beautiful and life changing thing, to stand with fellow humans and not fight more merely one cause - not just for Diabetes or autism or cancer or anything else, but against the fact that we are all struggling and all of us in some way, are a product of our challenges. When we rise and stand for this, and we stand for others and learn that our own unique experiences give us tools that equip us to help others in a variety of different situations...

Well, this is what truly feels like humanity is all about. I am so blessed to touch lives in the little ways. And thankful for having learned this.


Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Watching Infinity Grow Smaller.

This past week was the first week that I realized that somewhere along the way, I have become more excited than scared about my impending move to Atlanta.

It's gotten harder and easier at the same time. I visited the leasing office at my apartment the other week and officially signed my letter to state that I am moving out. So, there's that.

And with that, my days in Macon officially became numbered. I swallowed a little, years of memories rushing back to me. 3, 4, 5, as far back as 6 years now - 6 years of my life have been intertwined with this city that I once never even realized existed on the map. 
Younger I could have never guessed that this big-little city would one day beckon me. Now it's a numbers game - see all the people I can, visit my favourite coffee shops as much as possible, go to all the places I love or have never yet been. I am running out of time, and as once, a long time ago, 3 years seemed to stretch out like infinity to me, I watched those 3 years shrink to 2, to 1, to 6 months, and soon, only 1 month: 1 month to serve as the only little bit of infinity that I have left.

And truly, it has been a small sort of infinity to me.
Just as my hometown of Orlando shaped and grounded me, Macon helped me to grow and refine myself in a way that will be foreverlasting.

As I strolled  through the city streets of Atlanta for the first time last week with confidence... I suddenly found the roads downtown didn't seem quite so intimidating. The city crowds were exciting, the places intriguing. And I realized that Atlanta held so many adventures and secrets to be discovered for me. Atlanta will have its own things to teach me to. Just as people come into our lives and shape us, so too do the places we live and the cities we visit. And I started to notice then, that a tinge of excitement replaced the long-living dread, questioning and fear.
In what ways would this city change me? Who would I meet? Who will I become?

Macon had its own things to offer and it was the right place for me at the right time. Macon was the well-needed small town for me to grow comfortable in my own skin and feel as though I had a place of my own. Macon was my own little world: safe, familiar, intriguing in its own little way. I loved and love this place. I love the old, crumbling buildings of downtown and I love the market on Mulberry Street every Wednesday. I love the coffee shop I frequent on Poplar Street, I love the sun as it sets as I watch it on a hill and see the sky turn pink and orange, a glistening backdrop against an aged and tired city full of history. I love the library and its quiet echoes, the shelves and shelves of books. I love the old bookstore downtown that reeks of cat every time I walk in.
I am excited, and I am in true mourning - it isn't goodbye forever, but it feels like it.

Because in a way... it is. I am leaving Macon, and with it, I will leave a part of myself - and the person that I was when I was here will cease to be. I will be but a moment in time, a shadow, and I will change in the ways that Atlanta changes me. I will never be the same when I leave, and I feel that a whole new world is going to open up to me, and Macon will never feel the same again.
Will this city lose its magic in the glistening bustle of Atlanta?

I have to accept that it might.
Atlanta will be a challenge for me. I have become comfortable with myself, but now it is time to test those limits and see exactly how far they go. Now is the time to dive in headfirst, and I feel ready. Accepting it won't be easy, I can do little but quell my fears and move forward.
Everything up until now has lead me to this road.