Reunited, and it feels so good
My high school graduating class totaled 200 students, give or take. Of the 200, three of us had Type 1 diabetes. I had it the longest, since first grade, and the other two got it sometime around sixth. It wasn’t something we talked about much – we all were in different social circles, and in those years (teenage years, late 80s/early 90s), diabetes wasn’t something that you wore on your sleeve – literally or figuratively.