Banana splits for dinner
Once in a while I come across a story that makes me pause for a moment and shakes me out of my imaginary world that I find myself in so often. A world where I rush my toddler past the fish tank at daycare in the morning, as he stands there pointing and babbling excitedly about the fish; a world where my husband calls me in the morning to check on me and the first thing I ask him is if he remembered to start the dishwasher; a world where I find myself thinking I am insane to entertain the thought of another child; and above all, a world that really is insignificant.
I’m sure many of you have heard the story of baby Ryan Roberts and his family. Ryan’s parents have been told that their 21-month-old son most likely has only a couple months to live, due to a heart defect. When asked by others what they could do help the family, Ryan’s parents declined toys and other material items. Instead they said, “Go out and create a memory with your kid. Throw a banana split on the table for dinner. Wouldn’t you remember having banana splits for dinner one night when you were a kid?”
I read this and then it hit me. I am extremely blessed to have Decker and Scott. Yet, I do not always live life that way. Ryan’s story is a great reminder to me to slow down and realize there are only a few important things in life, one of which includes my family. Decker is growing up so fast and becoming a little person with an actual personality. He amazes me everyday with something new he has learned. I want to always keep in mind that life is fragile and should not be taken for granted. I need to spend less of my time worrying about the little details that really don’t matter, and more of my time making memories with my family.
With that being said, now please excuse me while I go make some banana splits!