Unneeded, Unwanted

Game was great.  Nice weather.  We won.

As we were thleaving the ball park my son took a phone call.  Dad’s in the hospital.  He passed out at his brother’s house.

My son changed his plans and went to be with him.  My daughter and I stuck to our script.  She starts work today and I have commitments at home.  Also, she’s too young to make a decision like going to the hospital on her own, or so she thinks.

I’m unwanted.  I’m sure the first phone call he made, or had someone make, was to her.  A couple of thoughts go through my head:  Some people can’t stay conscious, and, this is not about me.  Neither statement I try on fits the situation precisely.

Very awkward, and I have a hard time saying…

Moving on.


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