Finding Hope

The Little Blue Cap

Jumping up and down, the little girl tried to reach the baseball cap on the top closet shelf. Her tiny legs just wouldn't spring her high enough to grasp that little blue hat. As she continued with her efforts, her father saw her struggling so he trotted over and swooped her up, high in the air so she could now reach the little blue cap. She snatched the cap off the shelf and positioned it right on top of her fathers head while she was still in his arms. She started giggling the way that all adorable little six year olds do when they are having fun. Her father smiled at his lovely daughter and set her back on the ground. She read the word 'Yankees' on the front of the cap before plopping the blue hat over top of her curly brown locks.

"Daddy, are we leaving soon? I want to see the baseball," she announced in her lovable little voice.

"Just one more minute, Peanut, I just have to get my keys." He hustled over to the small round dining room table and picked up his keys.

"Alrighty, are you ready to go?" he asked with a huge smile across his stubble covered face.

"Yeah lets go, Daddy!" She leaped out of the room, out the door and found her way to the truck parked in the center of the driveway. Her father followed right behind her and started up the engine.

It only took a few minutes for them to arrive at the baseball park, they didn't live very far away.

Upon entering, they bought two hotdogs from a man walking around selling trays of them. They dressed their hotdogs and maneuvered their way to their seats. They had hardly been sitting for five minutes before it happened...

Little Kristina watched as her father dropped the piece of fast food he had been grasping in his palm and watched him fling his hands over his chest, breathing heavily with every movement. He started to shout in pain but was soon silenced when he blacked out, his lifeless body flopped onto his six year old daughter's lap. She pushed him back up on his seat and began to scream, "Somebody help my daddy! My daddy needs help!" People in the seats around her watched in horror and began to dial in the numbers on their cell phones. She hugged her father as tightly and she could and cried into his shoulder until the ambulance showed up and pried the child off, carrying him down the isles past hundreds of worried people to the ambulance that awaited. One woman sitting in the seat behind her scooped her up into her arms and held her tight as the child cried into her shoulder. Even though little Kristina didn't know the woman she still found comfort being in the arms of someone who cared. "It's going to be okay, sweetie. I promise you everything will be okay."