My Dad's Moon: Happy Birthday Jason

My Moon

My Dad and I used to play a game we called, My Moon. The first person to see the moon would call it by saying "my moon". If you called it you won it. That moon was yours for that night. Other people could play too but there were rules. Someone else had to be a witness (and be available to testify), that you called it first. If my Dad or I had already called it, you couldn't have it! Sometimes we would argue over who it actually belonged to, (who called it first)... We played the game all my life. My Dad is gone now but I still call the moon when I see it. I figure he has already seen it first and called it first but that's ok. My son plays too. Sometimes he will call me or text page me and say "my moon". It's a way we remember how very much we love and miss my Dad.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Happy Birthday Jason

Dear Jason, You are 24 years old today. I love you so deeply my Son. You are also the greatest challenge in my life! I’m sorry you seem to have to learn all your lessons the hardest way possible. You have a heart of gold, a great sole and you are strong. I have no doubt that you will make something out of your life and you will shine. Happy Birthday Son.