Memory of a Comet
I was born on the 329th birthday of famous astronomer Edmund Halley, in the year of Halley's comet, to an astronomer! This is how I got my name. People always said I came for my Father! Was it all a coincidence, or did I know my father before coming to the earth? What part did agency play in my coming to my family when I did? It is an interesting question for sure and I cannot deny the unique connection I have always felt with my father. With the recent anniversary of the moon landing, I have been in deep thought about why I believe it happened. Those deep thoughts all spiraled down to one person, my Dad! I have been thinking about all of the things I love because of him. I love breakfast because of him. We frequented a local diner on the weekends for breakfast often and when we didn't my mom always made amazing and sometimes elaborate breakfasts! I love the outdoors because of my dad! We spent much of our time ou...