My dad was my coach for rec/travel until he passed when I was 13. I’ll never forget that first game in March without him, coming out of his car with Dunkin. I looked over my shoulder every game until my senior year in hopes of seeing him exiting his car in the lot for the field.
This father had never missed any of his son’s baseball games in his life.
He had to miss this tournament because his best friend was getting married and he was a groomsman.
He woke up at 3:30AM and drove
100 MPH that Sunday morning to try to and at least make the Sunday games after missing the
Saturdays games. And, of course this was the only tournament all year that his son’s team lost their first game on Sunday, so he didn't make it in time because the first game was at 8 and there was no second game.
When he pulled up his son saw him and he ran full speed and jumped into his arms and wouldn’t let go. Dad said his son told him, “daddy, you can’t ever miss again. I love you so much. Not having you with me this weekend made me feel so empty, please never miss again, I'm so thankful your my daddy!” 🥹
His wife filmed that video. ❤️
I remember those days well. Speeding like a bat out of hell to make it on time. I have always made my kid’s games and activities. It’s what I live for. And the few times I had to miss, I felt like I let them down.
What a great father he is. That boy is fortunate. 💯
Do you remember this feeling? Trying your hardest to make it to one of their activities and just feeling sad that you couldn’t be there?
y’all don’t understand sexyy red cuz y’all didn’t go to a high school where a girl wearing cookie monster pajamas and eating hot cheetos would get into a fight at 7:45am
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