We can learn so much from our kids if we just sit back, watch and listen.
When I was 8 years old, you would most likely find me at the gym. If not there, then outside playing, making mud soup in the woods, or trying to get lost in the woods with some friends. We wanted to find trolls.
Not a care or concern in the world.
My daughter, Raegan, at age 8 was doing things like that too. Except in her world, she would have just learned that she had type 1 diabetes. She would need to wear a constant monitor that would test her blood sugar every five minutes, and that she would need insulin shots throughout the day, especially at meals and snacks. She would learn she needed to make sure her sugar was ok before she went to run around, and that she would need to keep track of her device’s receiver everywhere she went.
Not what an 8 year old wants to deal with.
I imagined myself at the gym as a kid, flipping, doing bar routines, falling off a beam or a bar from 15 feet in the air, and what that may have looked like if I had “things” hooked up to me that had tubes. I would have been a mess. No way.
But not Rae.
Now 10 years old, you would think she has been diabetic for 50 years.
She took the bull by the horns and didn’t look back.
However, now she wears an insulin pump along with her glucose monitor. So yes she is hooked up to 2 different devices every day, all day and all night. Yes – she gets angry some days, she gets frustrated when she has to change out her tube site, or check her sugar for the 8th time that day, or when her insulin pump gets kinked and she has to change it out. She cries when she thinks about how unfair it is. But at the end of the day, she has a strength like no 10 year old I know.
She has faith.
She has witnessed addiction, death, and cancer, but she has also seen redemption, life, and hope. This has equipped her with a heart of perseverance, which gets her through every day.
She has not only dove in head first, but she wants to be totally involved and “in the know” about her illness. She wants to meet people, share with them, and learn about them and how they are dealing with each day the same way she does.
This past weekend we were involved in the JDRF, One Walk 5k in Tampa. Raegan had her own team, Raegan’s Army. We had a big group of friends and family come out to support her and we couldn’t be more grateful to have church family and friends to walk along side our family. Again!
I feel like we have lived on a prayer chain for so long. And we continue to camp out there. I tell my mom, half jokingly, that I will be so happy to not be on someone’s prayer list. But thats not a good goal to have.
It’s only because of prayer that we have been able to move forward and take the next step into life after each tragedy that hits. Its only because of prayer that I am alive today. And its only because of prayer that my kid is a beast and can handle the world crashing down, because it already has. And she is still standing.
So as long as people are praying for me and my family, we will be able to take on the world.
So go ahead, keep us on your prayer chain, list, fridge, whatever you’ve got your prayers on. We feel them.
On top of that, Raegan plays travel soccer and takes voice lessons from her Nana. She has no intentions of letting her set backs set her back.
I wish we could all have that fire.
I’ve learned from Raegan that being yourself is the best gift you can give yourself. It’s also the best gift to give others. Because it inspires them to be themselves.
I think the world could be a pretty cool place if we had a lot more Raegans.
I’m not biased at all.
Listen to your kids. Watch how they respond to circumstances. And most of all, encourage prayer, faith and being themselves.