Last Sunday at a baseball tournament he was pitching some batting practice and a line drive caught him in the back fracturing his spleen. We have had some tense times over the past few days and nights. Sitting here beside him, watching and praying for him to get better. It will be a long road for him, months of healing, months of boredom, of waiting for his body to recover from this trauma.
I'll spare the details, but as I have sat here - I can't help but think, and reflect on some of our times, some of the moments we have spent together in his short life. Some of our Times Well Spent. I know there will be more, and I guess it is appropriate at times like this to reflect, to kindle, and reminisce. Not in the manner of an ending, more of in the manner of a continuation, work left undone. Moments we need to capture - memories yet to make.
He will recover, he will get better, and we will have many more times we will spend together, sunrises and sunsets, more talks around campfires, more lessons about life and memories.
One of the things we say as he gets older, "Daddy, your taking Ridge and I now, one day we will be taking you." those are the moments I cherish, the moments I embrace and hold on to. Those are the real Times Well Spent, the times with my children and family. Those above all else are the ones that I cherish more than any other.
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