What is it about the moon? I’ve seen it my whole life, but now I earnestly search the sky for it at night-to get a glimpse of it-watching for its fullness. I walk miles around my wooded neighborhood to catch a photo opportunity preferably through tree branches and patiently waiting as clouds drift across its face just at the right moment to capture its beauty.
Why? Because there was this one night in Fork Union soon after Erin died when Diana and I were standing outside in our yard on the campus of Fork Union Military Academy across from the pond and under the stars looking up at the moon where Diana asked, “I wonder what Erin sees from her side of the moon?”
And, since that time I have yearned to catch a glimpse of the moon and especially as it evolves into its fullness and beauty as each and every month moves into the next phase-watching as it evolves into each passing month and year without my Erin on this earth. I look to the skies and know she is whole on the other side of each moon, sunrise, and sunset…happy and complete.
And, I am forever changed and am a better human because of her-privileged to have known her, to have raised her and cared for her- to have comforted her and to have loved her with all I am capable of investing inside of myself on this earth.
And. so looking at the moon each night, for me, is a constant reminder it’s a privilege to love a human who could totally change your life, challenge you, push you out of your comfort zone, transform your entire purpose in life by just being born into your family.
Thank you for being born into our family, Erin Lee Feathers, and for sticking around and creating havoc and for making us laugh, for teaching us to love unconditionally and to be more tolerant-for 18 years, for changing us for the better…
I wouldn’t change a minute of it.
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