This story was written a week ago and scheduled for today. The moon in question is what Pat calls a “Valentine moon” and he’s been watching for it for a long time. Now on to our story.
Pat called me while out to tell me to look at the moon: big, low, full, white, and beautiful. I went out to look and was taken away by it, but was also in awe how clear the sky is tonight. As we have little light pollution, we can really see the sky out here.
I immediately gathered the kids, including Sammy who I wrapped in a blanket, and took them out to see it all. Sammy is always asking me to show her the stars, but it’s almost always too cloudy, so I basically rose the boys on my way to my daughter.
Once we were out there, she loved it all but it was Lucas who piped up with new-found knowledge. He admired the moon, then immediately pointed out Orion, complaining he couldn’t see the sword. Then I turned around and pointed over the carport and sure enough, he immediately recognized one of the two dippers. We couldn’t see enough to know which one.
Coming back in I set Sammy down so she could go back to bed and she pulled my attention square on her and thanked me for showing her the stars. (I’m honestly starting to tear up here.) And I got down on her level, wrapped her in my arms, and told her that, that was “what life was about”. And it is. If you aren’t waking your kids to show them the view like what we had tonight, you’re doing it wrong. I don’t care what time it is and if it’s a school night. Wasting the view we had would have been a waste of a life.