All journeys have personal beasts to conquer, or harness to your resolve, helping spur you on to the next mountain or continental divide.
Loosing my Mother to diabetes has certainly been one of those Dragons for me.
My Uncle has been my banner, my inspiration, at 87 he has managed his diabetes for decades. His dedication deserves more recognition than the loss of my Mother at 54.
In walking, I believe I have staved off diabetes in myself, kept this Dragon at bay while alerting others of this beast that ravages far and wide.
In their honor, I have walked thousands of miles and will likely walk thousands more, waving the banner, lamenting the loss, chasing Dragons...