Ive wondered alot since my daddy died if god was preparing me for what was to come and giving me a little extra time that last weekend. My dad came to lots of all 3 of my kids activities and sports, many weekends were spent watching his grandkids play baseball. We were playing our last tournament of the year in October in West Memphis,and on that Saturday my dad rode his brand new blue Harley Davison down to watch the games. I was late for the first game because Brie had soccer. The first game was wrapping up as I walked up. I talked to my dad a few minutes and he left to go get some lunch across the street at dairy queen, said they had some good hamburgers. We watched another game finishing up, went to get some taco bell, and sat by the lake and ate with jenifer and Jamie while the kids played. We walked back up to the fields to watch the game before ours and I took my dads chair and mine and propped my feet up as I read my book while the kids played. I wondered where in the world daddy was, after all Dairy Queen was just across the street. Right before te game started he pulled in and had rode all the way to Forrest City just to ride he said! We sat together during the game talking about the game, bc we have to concentrate on the game while I keep the scorebook! The next day, Sunday, it was raining so he didn't come down for the first game. He drove the truck down for the championship game though and sat right beside mme, but he and Brian chatted the whole game. He told me mom had supper fixed and after game we drove home and all ate dinner. It was a good weekend. Tuesday Bailey wasn't feeling well, so I called mom and knowing she was helping Aunt Diane set up for Merry Market and I asked if dad could take Bailey to the dr., he text me about where to pick up medicine, i talked to him. Then took bailey down to granny so he could head up to the lake, which he loved. Little did we know he decide to take a nap in his recliner as usual, and would never wake up. I'll never forget that last weekend with him, and I hope my kids know how much he loved then and remember him spending his last weekend watching them do what they love.
My daddy and I were close, I still asked his advice, even if I didn't listen to it!
