The weather has been almost spring-like which of course makes everyone a little happier, but it was the magical sky that really made me smile. It must be something in my genes. My grandmother always commented on the moon -- the size, shape, color, or position in the sky. She always knew when the next eclipse was or had some celestial fact about the constellations that she heard on the 5 o'clock news. Now my niece, Mara Grace, is always noticing the moon and without fail I smile when I hear her say, "the moon looks gooooooorgeous." There is something comforting about knowing that we are all under one sky...one moon...one blanket of stars...no matter how many miles separate us.
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This might be my favorite so far!
ReplyDeleteThat's a huge compliment. Thanks Mike :)
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