how still my heart, how high the moon*

"Come here Mom!"

I was thinking back over this last year. I was thinking of the glimmers of light in the darkness just like the twinkling stars and the bright moon in the dark night sky. These were to me my little miracles.
One came to mind that made me smile.One night I was on the phone with a friend crying and wondering how I was going to make it through another day. I was overwhelmed by everything at that moment when Sam came into the room and I quickly got myself together wiping my tears away. Sam said, "Mom, come here I want to show you something." I followed Sam out my bedroom door, into the living room out the back sliding glass door. He stood in the middle of the yard, looking at me smiling as if he knew that what he was going to show me was a miracle and would calm my anxious heart. He slowly lifted his hand and pointed to the sky. There was the most beautiful moon I had ever seen and I am sure that I will ever see again. Sam and I stood there silent taking it all in, filling our lungs with the oxygen of the moment. I looked at him and thanked him. Suddenly I was at peace...
Imagine the surprise of my friend, who I had left on hold while I saw to Sam, when I got back on the phone laughing and crying and telling her that my worries had just melted away in my back yard beside my boy.


*From "How High the Moon" by Ella Fitzgerald

posted by Beverly at 7:45 AM