As a little girl I dreamt about what my life would be like when I grew up. I remember playing this game called M.A.S.H.
Here’s how to play:
You get a piece of paper and choose your categories.
Basic M.A.S.H. consists of only four categories:
M.A.S.H. (Mansion, Apartment, Shack, House)
People to Marry
Number of Kids
Type of Car
You write down four options under each category, then you choose your number and eventually you eliminate all but one under each category.
And there you have it, everything you need to know about your future.
Am I the only kid who played this game??
The sad thing is under each category was the best of the best. Unrealistic!! You grow up thinking that your life will only be “perfect” if you can somehow manage to end up with all these things. Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with having nice things! Someone once told me, “Don’t apologize for the blessings of God in your life.” God is so good and He gives way more than we deserve, there’s no doubt about that. What happens when the “perfect” life turns out different than you dreamt??
You know what I’ve found out? Different is SCARY!!!
We were devastated when minutes after Karsyn was born the doctor told us that he suspected she has Down Syndrome. My mind immediately went back to a few weeks earlier when I looked at my precious family and said “Look, Matt how beautiful they all are, just one more and our family will be perfectly complete.” I can promise you my idea of perfect was not for our baby to have Down Syndrome. I can’t explain to you the overwhelming feeling of grief. The dreams that we walked in with that day changed in a moment. We were thrown into a whole new world full of unknowns!!
I know I never wrote down on that piece of paper that I wanted a child with special needs. I’m not sure anyone wishes that for themselves.