My first diabetes anniversary (March 29th 2011) was the best! It was a big milestone for me, having worked through diagnosis, got my hba1c down, accepted the situation, to an extent. But what made it memorable for me was the fact that my housemates, whom I'd only known since September 2010, knew how big a deal it was, and therefore made a big deal out of it. There was dinner and cake and we went out (we're students -- any excuse for a night out!)
I felt happy, like really happy, for the first time in a while. Not that I wasn't happy before, of course. But my housemates made me realise just how far I'd come in a year, and that was a really big thing for me: these people who I'd only known for a handful of months took it on themselves to learn about my diabetes as I learnt about it. They made it seem like the most normal thing in the world. They learnt how to check my blood sugar, they weighed out my food for me so I could then match my insulin to what I was eating, came with me to hospital appointments. They weaved diabetes into their lives almost as much as I was learning to weave it into mine.
So, on March 29th 2011, when I got back from uni, I was greeted with dinner, cake and comments of "you made it through the first year!" Definitely my most memorable diabetes day.