Every time Liam, my grandson gets in the car with his grandfather, he is of the opinion that they should go to the gas station and get a donut. This is true no matter what time of day it is or if we just finished eating a meal – or if a meal is waiting for us – Liam needs a donut. And it can’t be just any donut – it must be a donut from the gas station – none of those fancy-schmancy donuts from Winchell’s or Krispy Kremes – only gas station donuts will do.
On one recent gas station stop, Liam was told that he couldn’t have a donut because he had been misbehaving. Liam promptly responded – “But Grandpa – Donuts are my life!” He still didn’t get his donut but we all received a great giggle for the day.
However, as I thought about Liam’s declaration, it occurred to me that he really had spoken words that we should all live by – not exactly that we should eat donuts until we burst – but that life is supposed to be sweet and enjoyable, slightly messy – but worth having to lick our fingers and think about the next time. Life should be something that makes us hop-skip-jump and put a sparkle in our eyes.
I know that Liam will replace donuts with other things as he grows older – I only hope they make him smile, laugh – and yes, even be sad when he doesn’t get it – because that means he has passion and love for those things that are his life.
May he always have donuts in his life!