Cinnamon Rolls — A Story of Diabetes

One random day in July of 2000, without having done a single thing to earn it, my little brother was burdened with the threat of a shortened life unless he learned to stay disciplined in his eating and medicating habits from that day forward. In Connor’s head, the whole world owes him. With a frustrated and tearful look, he will tell you God owes him. 

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