A Father’s Dream
I have a son that is adopted. He came to live with us at the age of 18 months. He is now almost 7 years old and he is one of the very few people in my life I love more than anything.
At the age of 4, we took Alex to register him for Smart Start which is a program that prepares little boys to play T-ball. As we were filling out the paperwork to get him into the program one of the coaches suggested that Alex not join the Smart Start program. He said Alex needed to signup for T-ball. He was too big to do Smart Start. So, at the age of 4 years old, Alex became the youngest ball player on his team, the Indians.
He took to T-ball like a pro. He is now starting his fifth “season” which includes spring and fall ball. Alex will move up into the “big boy” league this fall and as a player, he is well prepared and more than able to play with boys older than he is. To me, Heaven would be getting to watch Alex play baseball all day long, everyday.
Alex is a power hitter and a very skilled third base player. This season, he is playing on the pitcher’s mound mainly because he is the most experienced player on his new team. I love to hear the other parents when Alex hits the ball. When Alex runs the bases. Alex is good and it makes me very proud and tremendously happy to watch him play.
I see Alex playing baseball in high school. I see Alex playing baseball in college. I dream of seeing Alex playing baseball in the Major leagues. I would love to spend my retirement sitting in the stands watching my son play professional baseball.
I’m sure I am not the first father to share that dream. It would be sweet if it came true. Time will tell.
The dream did come true for one very proud father. Jim Adenhart flew across country to watch his son pitch for the Los Angeles Angels. The 22-year-old pitcher made his season debut with his father in the stands, throwing six scoreless innings against the Oakland Athletics. Just a few short hours later, Nick Adenhart was killed with two other firends by a drunk driver who ran a red light.
The death of that 22 year old young man is tragic.
However, I can’t stop thinking about his father.