26 years ago today, I can honestly say was one of the worst days for my family and me. October 3, 1988 I was diagnosed as a T1D. Now, as each year passes, it becomes a day of strength and pride. T1D is a terrible disease, but it has made me a strong individual. It has made me the person I am today, and after 26 years, I take pride in making sure it knows that it doesn’t own me!!