Again I feel blessed, and not for the first time. My wife, who is not diabetic, couldn't be more supportive. Whatever I cook, she eats. When our schedules don't coincide, she cooks for herself, but even then she makes pretty good choices. She even says -- jokingly -- "I'm eating more vegetables now, and it's your fault."
She doesn't have diabetes and doesn't always understand what I am dealing with, but she never judges. She isn't the diabetes police, either (we all know a few).
Yeah, I'm lucky and I know it.