I try to learn from my feelings around type 1 how to honor others without a response that minimizes their struggles.
When I was at the low point of my deluge of diabetes related emotions I looked forward to a weekly podcast. It was my link to a world that shared similar lives. The news on science was a glimmer of hope for the future. The advice on care provided strength to do better day to day. Mostly the voice of the presenter was a connection to an individual who honored my struggles.
I got to meet her. She is far more dynamic and caring than I could have guessed and I had ridiculously high expectations. I got to see her again the next year. She introduced her mom. I considered that to be a privilege. Her mom is a hero to me. I want my daughters as well raised this mom's.