Jason Edward Elliott born 10/31/1977 at 9:08am in Amory Mississippi; weighing 6 lbs. 11 ozs./ 22 1/2 inches long.
I was twenty-three years old the day Jason was born. We were broke; neither of us had jobs and no medical insurance. The moment I held my baby boy; I felt rich beyond belief. I was blessed with a beautiful blue eyed boy with peach fuzz hair.
So I celebrate my son's birthday not with cake, balloons, presents and cards. This marks the third birthday that I will not physically hug my son. Instead, there is a pumpkin at the cemetery that states "Happy Birthday My Son - Love You To The Moon and Back for ALWAYS". Instead of singing Happy Birthday with made up lyrics into his cell phone or in person to make him laugh; I stood at the cemetery at 9:08am and sang my song to the wind. Together my youngest and I rode his motorcycle on 7/9/12 (the anniversary date Jay left us) to honor him. We will ride again on 10/31/12 . My son loved riding his motorcycle and the freedom it gave him. So today, as we ride I will send some of his ashes to the wind and he will ride with us again.
Today is a hard day and I won't pretend I am so strong. Because I am not - my heart hurts and I miss my son beyond words. I would trade 10 years of my life for one hug, one smile or to hear his goofy laugh. So for now I will say "I will try again tomorrow." God Bless All Grieving Parents.
A song for my son - "Slipped Away" by Avril Lavigne - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T-fz3m20WjQ&feature=youtu.be
Reflection
Psalm 55:17 - "Morning, noon, and night I cry out in my distress, and the Lord hears my voice."
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