i have loved the stars too fondly

Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;

I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

–Sarah Williams, The Old Astronomer to His Pupil

Matt and I sat on the back patio on Sunday night watching the Geminid meteor shower.  I had forgotten all about it, though I’d read something on Facebook about it earlier in the day.  Then, just before heading upstairs to bed, Matt went outside to get the dog to come back in and saw a shooting star.  He told me, we put our coats and hats on over our pajamas, and sat holding hands in the patio chairs while we watched the stars put on a show.

It was a warm night for December, and I could gladly have sat there for hours.  In the half hour we did spend out there we saw five shooting stars.  I don’t think I’d ever seen one in real life before.  When that first star streaked across the sky, it was a total thrill.

It’s hard not to feel a bit insignificant when you stare at the night sky and realize just how tiny you are in the scheme of things.

But it also makes me feel content to know it’s all connected.  And that star, millions of miles away, is part of the same tapestry that I am part of, and we’re all intertwined and threaded together.

Totally worth getting to bed late.

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