A night at the ball field,
my nephew took this picture and even got the ball in it.
My sister and I made the long walk to the ball diamond,
I leaning on my cane for support,
her saying, just go slow,
we are getting there,
her boys were
looking for their Uncle.
I got to the bench,
found a spot and sat quietly,
knowing how hard that had been for me.
No sight of Studdly Muffin, or Poohkey Bear,
as I sometimes refer to him.
Then I saw him running to make it there on time.
The boys came and sat with us.
I was smiling inside,
loving that my hubby loves his ball,
and it is just one more reason reminding me why I love him so.
He plays Short Stop or Third Base,
I love to see him throw the ball from third to first,
I love watching him run, oh my he has the best legs,
He gets up to bat and he waves to us,
I could tell how glad he was that we were there,
Not too macho to not wave in case he would be bugged,
he could care less.
Again I smiled,
I breathed in the fresh evening air,
listened to the comradery between the guys,
explained the game to the boys,
and relayed the score to them over and over as it seemed to be the question of the night.
Hubby came and kissed us all after the game,
then he walked us all to the vehicle,
we would see him at home later,
they always have a visit after the game,
or talk about the game,
as long as they have fun
I will have to go watch Studdly Muffin again,
just another reason I still am in love.
Oh life can be so good sometimes.
As hard as it was for me to walk all that way,
I knew how much it meant to him me being there.
Inside I knew he was smiling too.
Have a great weekend,
I hope you have your
Best Days Ever.