Last night was a clear night with a full moon. I get up to use the washroom at 1:00 a.m. and the kid sis isn’t in bed…. Look around to see that she’s not in the flat at all. That was scary. I look out the window and see she was out on the pier with binoculars, a flashlight and a star map. It was a crystal clear night and there were a lot of stars out last night.
She points out some of her favourite winter constellations and tells me the stories behind them. I asked her how she learned all this.
She tells me that I taught her. When she was little I would help her sneak out of bed, we would go look at the stars. She would sit in my lap with the book and the flashlight and I would have the binoculars and then I would show her the star and make her read the story. She said it was some of her most treasured times with me.
I actually cried. I’ve hardly ever cried as I hardly have the ability. But that one really got to me. I’m getting so emotional lately.