Not too long ago I had a conversation with my 5-year-old grandson who has a particular affinity for the word “Why”. I enjoy his unbound curiosity for understanding why things are the way they are, especially when that curiosity is not aimed at me. It’s not that I mind answering the non-stop why questions, it’s more that I know when we are 4 “whys” deep on a topic I inevitably will reach a question that exceeds my knowledge base. Take the following exchange from last fall:Me: Let’s go blow the leaves off the lawn (he loves using tools)O: Why do we need to blow them off the lawn?
Me: So they won’t
cause bare spots?
O: Why will
they cause bare spots?
Me: Because they will kill the grass.
O: Why will they kill the grass?
Me: How
about we take the dog for a walk instead.
There are
several technics I’ve honed to get out of this cycle. There’s the tried-and-true deflection…” Good
question, ask your (dad, mom, grandma)”.
This works particularly well when they ask where babies come from. Then
there’s the distraction method…” oh, look at the time, I think Grandma has
cookies waiting for us)”. Finally, there
is always the option to make up an answer.
I find these days kids beyond the age of 6 know how to check an answer
with Alexa or Google so it’s best not to give an answer that leaves them with
the impression you are becoming senile.
Over the
holidays my 4-year-old granddaughter was watching me try to tie my running
shoes and she asked me why my hand shakes and why my movements are so
slow. I panicked thinking I’m on the verge of a
series of “whys” if I answer wrong might scare or confuse a 4-year-old. I explained I had a sickness in my brain
that makes it hard to do some things.
She thought about that for a bit and then asked “Does it hurt when you
run”. I told her it does sometimes. Then she asked the big WHY…Why do you keep
running?
It's a
simple question with a very complex answer.
Is it because it’s what I’ve chosen to keep my memory of my son alive
through Help in the Nick of Time fund raising? Is it because I am stubborn and unwilling to let
Parkinsons totally take running away from me?
Or maybe it’s because on the days I am able to get out and run, I feel
better both mentally and physically afterwards.
For a short while I can push back against the disease.
Regardless of which reason (or maybe because of all of them) I am pounding the roads again this year to raise funds to help children battling pediatric cancer. With your support last year, we were able to help even more children and their families at one of the worst moments in their life. Despite the snow and ice (yes...8 inches of snow in VA) training continues. Slow and steady.
Next blog I’ll
pass along more details on the lives we’ve touched and the smiles we created.
Till next time…..