Over the weekend, my 3-yr-old gave me quite the scare. I've been told, by several people, that he is showing signs of diabetes. I laughed at the thought, but then I realized Wait a minute. He IS! Friday night I woke to tiny fingers tapping me on the shoulder and sweet words saying, "Mom. I'm just wet. How did I get wet?"

He never wets the bed, which is another sign of Diabetes. When I returned with dry clothes, that's when I panicked. His face was covered in blood, nose just gushing. This is the third time it's done that in the last few weeks. I, literally, held my hand underneath his nose while my husband ran to get a towel.

I cried myself back to sleep that night at the thought of him being sick and the thoughts going through my head led me to one conclusion It happened in a blink.


The next morning, my son had plans to spend with his Aunt. They'd go out to eat, the movies, Chuck E. Cheese, just about anything he wanted. You know Aunts. They spoil like it's going out of style. There's one thing about my sister.... She loves like it's the only thing that matters in life.

But isn't it?

The thought of my son being ill, broke my heart. He was healthy and happy the next morning, so I sent him with my sister, but I couldn't move after he left. I couldn't function. I layed in bed in silence as tears flowed down my face. Not my son. No. He can't be sick. NOT. MY. SON.

I know Diabetes can be controlled, but just thinking about my 3-yr-old having it frightened me. A sweet woman on Twitter referred me to a friend of hers who has a son with Diabetes. Monique is her name and she emailed me and told me to go out today and buy a Glucose Monitor and check his blood sugar. With the help of an old High School friend, who just happens to be my neighborhood Pharmacist, my Sister and Mother checked his blood sugar. Normal. The next morning? Normal.

He seems happy and healthy and I don't think Diabetes is a worry anymore, however, he still needs a check up. All this to say, that on THIS Music Monday, I'm thinking more about loving my son and spending time with him, then I am anything else. This line from the song "Blink" by Revive, hit me like a ton of bricks: The only thing that matters is how we have loved I don't want to miss even just a second more of this.

I don't want to miss a second of my life and the opportunities I have to love not only my son, but my Husband, My Children, My Parents, My In-Laws, My Sibings, My Friends, and Complete Strangers.

So, I've got one question to ask you this morning: How Do You Love? And do you do it knowing time is racing by?


Blink - Revive
Album: Blink