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...