Distractions… They are everywhere. It happens to the best of us. we get in a hurry or feel rushed and get distracted. Our area recently had a four-year old boy drown from falling overboard on his grandfathers boat.Now, I know that your obvious question is “Was he wearing a life jacket?” And the answer is no.He took it off to get sand out of the jacket and his grandfather handed it back to him to put back on and he then drove the boat, and when he looked back his grandson was no longer there. Due to the rip current and many boats on the water, the search took days. As I tell you this story please do not get angry, His grandfather loved him, and apparently were inseparable. He is beating himself up enough I am sure. See in what I call hindsight biased.. We know the end result of his actions, and is very easy to be judgemental of the fact that the boy did not have a life jacket on. I would be telling a lie if I didn’t tell you that at first I felt angry about the situation. But a few minutes later I told myself, that I did not know the situation, so I simply cannot judge.
Yesterday morning I had my very own wakeup call with my own distractions! Let me tell you, I can see how easily it can happen. It was the last day of school here, and very emotional for me as my kindergartener is now a first grader! My kids are just growing up way too fast, and can be quite emotional at times. Work has been one hell of a week, so some of my mind was there too. As I was completing my morning routine of getting the bags packed, lunches ready, and breakfast for the kids. We for the first time all year were running late. I know right, the very last day and we are late. to say I felt rushed at the very least.I loaded up the car first, but kept forgetting things and had to make multiple trips. Came in shut the door on the final trip and went to the restroom like I always do. Less than two minutes and I was done. I walked back into the living room to see the door wide open! I made a mistake that I never made!As my heart was racing I look to the couch to see my one year old gone. He was on the couch when I went to the restroom and with my heart racing and stopping at the same time, I ran out side! Holding my breath I see him next to the front door waving and smiling at me. Saying bye-bye! One year old knows our routine and thought it was time to go! He was quite proud of himself for opening that door, and I made the mistake of forgetting to lock it! Yes he was fine, but as I clung to him and brought him back in the house screaming now, because he thought we were going bye-bye, my mind was swirling with all of the what ifs! My house is the bust stop and What if he had run into the street, What if someone had grabbed him in those two minutes, just What if!
I don’t think that I would have ever forgiven myself if the what if had happened. In fact I am still beating up on myself! That little boy is one of my three whole worlds and my world just simply would not work without him. We all make mistakes, and get easily distracted. So I must take the advise that I give my very own nurses at work, which is even in our every day lives we must slow down, take a breath and remember we can only do one thing at a time. My mistake could have cost me so much, and I never want to feel that way again!