Friday night was a wolf moon - a full moon when it is at its closest point in orbit to the earth. I was walking through the parking lot at work when I saw it and it was so beautiful that it made me stop in the freezing cold and just stare up at it, so beautiful that I could have cried. It was huge and bright hovering over the buildings in the clear dark winter sky. I felt a bit of wonder, my brain jumping up and down shouting, "Look! Look!". I instantly wanted to share it with someone, not just anyone, but someone I care about.
I really want someone I can share the moon with, who feels that aching beauty in their gut too, who would answer the phone and say, "yes, Dina, I see it, isn't it gorgeous?"