In a playroom, no longer used by children who now sit on the cusp of adulthood, sits a box with hundreds of Pokemon cards inside. There are first edition cards, cards with baby Pokemon, evolved Pokemon and even rare and wonderful Pokemon. The trading card collection was once grand and brought much happiness. There was seldom a trip to Wal-Mart where we didn't bring home a pack of Pokemon trading cards hoping to find a Charizard or a Mewtwo hiding inside. The love of Pokemon grew and we purchased Pokemon backpacks, notebooks, t-shirts, bedding and more. My son treasured his Pokedex, a handheld computer used to catalog his Pokemon. The kids battled with friends for Pokemon as they exchanged trading cards. It was great fun. And then it was over. The cards, once treasured, found their way to a box where they sit today. Then, with no warning, Nintendo gave us back the joy we once had, with their release of an App called Pokemon Go. Oblivious to the new virtual Pokemo
Joey, Allie... This is for you. May these stories be like tiny feathers that will one day drift down out of nowhere, bringing back great memories and smiles. You have brought me true joy with your laughter and song. This is your roadmap back to your youth and my guide home when memories fade. What a blessing it has been! What a blessing it continues to be.