G had soccer practice tonight, and then Hubby had a coaches' game (a good excuse for a bunch of grown men to relive their glory days of high school sports and get hurt - LOL), so I ran up after the practice to pick him up. The indoor soccer facility near us is hopping busy pretty much all the time, in part because it's really the only one nearby - the only other one is actually right near where I work. As is typically, it was packed when I got there tonight. Anyway, this resulted in me having to park pretty far from the entrance - and the nasty super-cold weather has begun its march into CT...so it was cold. Really cold.
Luckily, Mother Nature provided me with some solace - shelter from the cold but, more importantly, a sight that gave me a little bit of a warm fuzzy feeling in my currently somewhat sore, twisted, and a little broken heart.
The moon.
It was a full moon - the "wolf" moon - a couple of nights ago. The moon is still pretty round and so bright - tonight is cold and very clear. There are just a few clouds and, as I was walking in to soccer, one was passing by the moon. It was beautiful.
I have this thing with the moon.
Whenever I am in a mood like this, when I'm feeling isolated and a little sad and missing people important to me, if I see the moon, I think that maybe other people are looking at it too - "alongside" me so to speak. People I know and care about, people I don't know who are stressed or sad or lonely like me.
There's something comforting about that - it somehow makes me feel slightly less alone.
I know, a pragmatist like me feeling something that romantic?
Plus, I find something magical in the moon - the cycles of the moon and the nature of it all.
It just made me feel warm - and I hope that there are other people out there who saw it, or see this picture below, and feel the same - a little less alone, a little more love, a little more like there are glimmers of hope in their lives.
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