I’ve had a love affair with the moon ever since I was child, and my favorite past time was going outside after sunset to swing on my swing set, until the moon came out. I would sing to the moon and mom would play the guitar, it was magical. We continued this little ritual of ours for years and it ‘s one of my fondest memories.
We lived in a very remote area where the stars were so bright, you felt like you could reach up and pluck them from sky. Unfortunately, today I live in the city and the sky always looks kind of hazy, but I can see the moon from our patio as she makes her nightly journey across the sky. Our mother is no longer with us, but the memories still live on.
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