This day 34 years ago I became a mother, a job that I longed for, one I hoped for.
My first born, a son, who stole my heart, on this day, his birth day, just like his two brothers to come later.
In earth time, that Jake of mine would be 34 years old today. I miss him, differently this year than last.
Tonight I will watch the sky shower itself with meteors.
And I will think on you, my Jake.
One day. One glorious day.
But for now, this night, I will celebrate your birth this side of heaven, as stars rain out of Perseus.
