Day 1269

There was something in the air yesterday and The Golden Boys seemed to feel it. Asking to go outside often, it was as if they knew something was brewing. A few hours later, I had an “Aha moment” and thought back to their day of restlessness.

Both daughters let me know the Northern Lights were making an appearance. Heading out to find some semblance of darkness away from the city lights, I was as not disappointed. They danced in the north and then seemed to shift…hovering overhead. Never have I seen their brilliance like I did last night.

Sweet Asher was with us for the first portion of the experience and the teacher in me thought about an attempt to explain the science behind their appearance. However, that seemed to be unrelated to what we were seeing. Glorious might not even be enough of a description.

There are times in life when you simply accept a moment of grandeur without a need for a reason. The absolute beauty of the sky took my breath away and touched something deep within my soul. I finally retreated into the Big White House, but felt the need for one last glimpse. Seeing the glory and feeling so very grateful to experience this almost mystical sight, I whispered “Thank you” before closing the door behind me.

The Golden Boys have the same alert attitude today…hoping to see more grandeur tonight. If not, the memory of that beauty will be with me forever.