Hey dad. Are you doing OK hanging with your friends in heaven? You are missed a lot down here. Each day that passes, the empty feeling continues, as it should, and materializes at odd times. For example, I had a softball game Monday night. I asked mom to come to it. She had thought about it and said maybe; she wasn't sure since Christopher was coming over. But as the game was starting, here comes mom and Christopher. And for some reason, at that point, I felt her being alone. don't know why it hit me then, but that is how I felt at that moment. Mom was fine, she was upbeat and happy, you know in the moment. So she did not give off any indication that she was feeling bad. But I guess I took that one snapshot, her coming on a last second whim, to symbolizing being alone. Since she did not need to tend to you, she could just come when and if she desired. That was just a feeling I wanted to share.
Speaking of the the game. We were playing in the end of the year tournament. We had one win and one loss. if we loss the first game, the one mom attended, we were out of the tournament. We won and got to play a second game. we would be playing the team that was undefeated. In order for us to win the tournament, we would have to beat them twice. Well, on a very cold Monday night, we fell short. The game ended before we could get our last at-bats.
We played on the field you last saw me play a game on. I will never forget you sitting in your chair by the stands watching the game. That is the game I was able to get an inside the part home run, well that is what we would like to call it; but in the real score book it was a three base error. But we will take it. Anyway, I will know that is the field I played on for the last time you saw me. And I am so glad you did.
OK Pal, thanks for listening. Love you.
Phil
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