Turning 43
Mom in keeping true to the purpose of this blog, I dedicate
this entry to you on your birthday.
June 6th is a special day for me also. It is Blast Day. School in Southern California would get
out in June. I had friends who
lived in Utah and they would be out of school in May. It always bugged me that school went longer in California. It never dawned on me that it was the
same duration with a later start into September. Mom likely felt the itch of summer approaching as well and
so she would plan a Blast Day. On
her Birthday, she would write a note to the school that I would carry in my
backpack and hand deliver to office.
It would read, “To whom is may concern, my son needs to be excused from
school tomorrow, June 6th, for family business.” I would hand over the note and then
think about June 6th all the remaining time of June 5th.
A Blast day was when my mother took to me to some
extravagant place for a fun day, just her and me. We had plenty of choices in So Cal but I would always choose
the Magic Kingdom. I have written
about this before in her blog but I cannot help but reminisce each time the 6th
of June comes. We started early
and would drive through Whittier to Beach Blvd. We would take Beach to the 5 freeway and head South. Then we would search with great
anticipation, for the Mater Horn, the tallest ride in the Magic Kingdom. If I spotted it she would say I would
win. I always won. My favorite rides with her included the
Tiki Room, Big Thunder, Bear Country Jamboree, Mater Horn and of course,
Pirates of the Caribbean. She
loved them as well. Without fail,
after Pirates we would get a cinnamon fritter and share it together. We would leave the park tired and then
make the slow traffic filled way back to our home. I cherished these moments. She actually made Blast days often even if we would go to
Del Taco for a few tacos and a shake and eat under our favorite tree on a
minimum day. It was the 6th
that meant most to me because out of all the places we could go my mother would
choose a place that made me happy on her birthday. I imagine she was happy when she saw her children having a
good time.
Mom, you are absolutely one of the most amazing people I
have ever known. I am blessed for
eternity to be related to you and to have been raised by you. You amaze me that you are still working
as hard as you do. Your dedication
to the gospel and love for the Savior and His prophets will always impress
me. I hope you have a wonderful
birthday! You deserve it and have a Blast!
Stevie
