Sugar Moon

What is it about a full moon that makes me so incredibly sentimental? I can't help but think about the beauty of God's Universe and the people who have made my existence bearable with their love.

I traveled back to Denver to spend Easter with my sisters and their families. I had forgotten how clear the sky is here and how the features of the moon are seen so clearly with the naked eye.

I'm transported back to when I was a very small child riding in the back of my Dad's car coming home after dark. I was only about 5 years old and therefore pretty gullible. I wondered aloud "Why is the moon following US home?" One of my older sisters proffered "Because our family is so special the moon always follows us." I bought this story hook, line, and sinker and believed it for quite some time.

There have been many times that I've been overwhelmed with the absence of a loved one, and the moon gave me some comfort. I would always think that the person that I was missing might be looking up at the moon and thinking of me at that moment.