It’s often the little things that mean so much. A year ago, my Dad suffered a massive stroke. Since then, so much of his life is different. My Dad, a man who would have been at most every one of my son’s games has been to none. Until Saturday. My Dad was more focused and attentive than he often is. And my son was so excited to have him there.
It’s a little thing…attending a 6 year old’s basketball game…but for us, it means so much!