Have you ever thought about that?
I remember when I was a starry-eyed college student looking up at the moon imagining my someday-hoped-for sweetheart looking up at the moon at the same time as me. And there were nights when I would speak aloud while looking up at the moon wishing my future love could hear me.
I found comfort in that thought and wish.
And since meeting my sweetheart thirty-seven years ago, I will say the few times we’ve been apart, we have often spoke to each other on the telephone while looking up at that same beaming moon. Somehow the moon made us feel connected, not so far apart from each other.