Clarissa

You see, it’s still a laugh whenever my dad tells people his birthday falls on All Saints’ day. I guess it still sounds that bizarre. Of all 365 days out of the calendar. Haha! But you kno what? I wouldnt have it another way. This is when his life started, regardless, it’s where mine did too. I am very blessed to have been placed in his family. So happy birthday to the only man who can call me by my first name, my Jonathan Kent (if not my superman), and my beloved daddy! Love you to the moon and back, dad! Thank God for your life!