As I'm standing there looking up at an almost empty sky, I start to adjust my vision and hope to see something exciting. After some strain, I turn the TV and laptop off so I get as little light and reflection as possible. Standing there again like a little puppy, I saw one go across the sky over my backyard and smiled immediately. I was so happy just to have seen that, but being that it was supposed to be a "shower," I continued to search. I woke up my brother so he could come look, just to make sure my mind wasn't messing with me, and he saw it too. After he left, I looked again and there... there it was... I saw the shower. I loved it so much and was so amazed by it that I felt like crying. Mind you, this person is not a very emotional one in general, yet there I was feeling so happy just to be watching it. And at the same time, knowing so many people were missing this. I was dying to call people I know so they could look or go outside and share the coolness with me, but knew I couldn't.
It's so amazing to me... just that little part of what God made is so amazing. I could sound ridiculous for saying this, but things like this make me feel more alive then I was just before seeing it. If I'm over doing the experience, so be it. Maybe I over-appreciate the little things? I don't even know if that is a word/expression or if that makes any sense, but its so great to me.
Any who, long story short [too late], yay for meteor showers, life, and seeing future meteor showers without city lights.
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