As I write this, I’m sitting at the computer with my Daddy’s Starters jacket on. I put it on earlier when I had to leave the house but now, I’m home and it’s still on. I don’t want to take it off.
Eagles are the team my Daddy brought me up on. It’s the team he taught me all about football with. It was the Eagles who showed me my favorite play, a flea flicker, and Daddy who explained just what the heck had happened. We watched games religiously and getting to a Super Bowl was always a dream.
After his accident, I couldn’t bring myself to watch a game. What if they started doing really well And Daddy wasn’t here to watch with me??! I tried to watch for him but lost all interest.
This year was different. This year we were going all the way. I had to watch this for Daddy and I know he was watching too just with wayyyyyyyy better seats!! Lol. I imagine him right there on the field of U.S. Bank Stadium in Minnesota, yelling, clapping loudly, and wearing his Eagles gear. I can see him screaming and cheering our team on. His cheering probably propelled the energy in that arena! I’m sure there were many angels in the stadium, just elevating the energy of the crowd.
I visited his stone today. I laid his jacket on the snow and ice filled ground and prayed to him. I said “We did it!!”, his excitement filled me.
Now, I’m sitting here… still wearing his jacket. This is very bittersweet for me. I’m excited but missing my partner. But, he’s here. Always with me, he’s never left. Here I am, flying on the wings of my Angel.
Love you, Daddy. M.A.Y.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YAYYYY WE DID IT! WE GOT THAT RING!!!! EAGLES, BABY!