04/24/23



Dear O and C,

I hope you had a nice weekend.  I must tell you, I really, really miss being able to watch the two of you play baseball.  I hear about your games briefly, during our therapy sessions.  I check your team’s scores on the little league website.  However, it’s no substitute for being there in person and watching you play. This is honestly one of the things I was looking forward to most when I decided to have kids—being able to experience your interests, passions, and extracurriculars with you.  Sports were my savior in life, so it warms my heart to know that the two of you have taken an interest in them.  I used to work with the two of you in our backyard, on your hitting, catching and throwing.  I also used to coach all of your teams.  I’m not sure if you’ll ever be able to imagine going from that, to not even being able to attend your games.  It’s heartbreaking.  O, you said you wanted to start pitching.  I dream of the day when I can meet you at the park on a Saturday, and work on your pitching with you.  If only for an hour, being able to work with you on your location, velocity, form, would be the greatest thing I can ever imagine doing.  O, during our last therapy session, I asked if you wanted to work on pitching during our next session, and you said, “maybe.”  I’m not getting my hopes up too much, but I will put the gloves in my truck just in case.  I get a half an hour every week, with each of you.  It’s so hard to figure out how to spend that time.  There is so much I want to talk to each of you about.  There are so many activities I want to do with you.  There are so many different types of foods I want to bring.  I put a lot of pressure on myself to make it the best half an hour possible.  Sometimes it goes ok, and other times not so much.  But I will keep trying my best.  I try to be as thankful and grateful as I can possibly be for this brief amount of time I get to spend with each of you.  It’s just not always that simple.  Sometimes, I liken our time together to the movie, “Field of Dreams.”  The scene where his father, who had passed away, comes walking out of the cornfields, to have one last catch with his son.  It’s something the son had been longing for, for years.  He only gets to play catch and talk with his father until sundown, which isn’t a lot of time.  However, it’s the most meaningful time either of them had ever experienced in their entire lives.  So, I guess it's a reminder that it's not always about the quantity, but more about the quality.  I promise, that no matter how much time I’m able to spend with you guys, from now until the end, that it’s quality, meaningful, and time well spent.  I love you guys and I look forward to seeing you tomorrow; maybe even for a catch.


Love,

Dad

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