The Moon was there, she's just past full. She's a glorious ever glowing reminder of so much.
As I drove, I remembered Carrie-Anne's quote and I thought that I too, want a life as true as the moon. I want more truthful conversations, more honest family connections. And I feel like I'm wading through some heavy muck to get there.
I was listening the rain on the car, looking at the moon on the ocean as I drove home. Soon, the clouds moved across the moon and her brilliance was obscured. And I smiled. Because it was just the message I needed, that yes, we can have a life as true as the moon, but it takes time, its sometimes obscured for many reasons, there's an ebb and a flow to this truth. It's not a clean cut route.
Back to "chopping wood, carrying water".