Each night I have this crazy ritual that I do. I usually wait till everyone is asleep and then I go outside to make sure all the cars all locked up. Sometimes I must admit I get freaked out and think Freddie Kruger is going to be hiding out by the trash cans like he did in Nightmare on Elm Street Most of the time though after I walk around the cars making sure they are all locked up I lean against my car and just marvel at the sky above.
There are so many things to look at at night in the sky and it's gotten to be something I look forward to. Sometimes the moon is low and orange like a big basketball in the sky. Sometimes the moon is so big and bright that you feel like you can just reach out and touch it.
Tonight I went outside and watched the big white fluffy clouds roll over my house. They were outlined by the moon and looked like they were painted. As the moon peaked in and out of those clouds I started to cry. See, something I didn't tell you is that as I am admiring whatever the night sky brings me I have my evening chat with God. I thank him for all that I have and it just makes me feel so at peace.
This week I have been more thankful than ever for my kids. Tonight is the night before my son's best friend's funeral. I cannot stop myself from thinking that my son wanted to go on that fateful trip....but he didn't because I wouldn't let him. As much as it is heartbreaking about his two friends that are no longer here with us, I cannot help but to continuously thank God that I have my son here with me. I thank God.
The other night I was outside and Adri came out to see what I was doing and I told her to look up at the sky. The sky was lit up with an abundance of stars and it just made me smile. I think that when we lose somebody and they are on our minds continuously a star shines over us at night to protect us or to give us a sign that they are watching over us and are ok.
Adri said that the bright star was probably my son's friend shining over him. It was a nice thought and it touched my heart. Sometimes in life when it's hard for us to understand what we don't, we are given little signs to make us feel like we are going to be ok.
I can have the most terrible day ever and somehow God makes it all better by providing me with beauty above my head at night. All I have to do is look up to find God, and I find him every night as I look up into the sky and delight in all the things that has been given to me and all that I am thankful for and all that I still wish upon.
Twinkle twinkle little star...
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