33 years before we see the likes of this again. I was not going to miss any of it.
The little boys had a game tonight, and we were all at the baseball field when the moon rose, beautiful, between the trees.
The game was nearly over, so Keith and I left. I sat on the new deck off and on,
while he went down to start dialysis. I could hear our neighbors all around me at first in the dark, but by 10:30, lights were out and no one was talking.
It was just a remarkable sight, one I am so glad I saw.
It was thrilling.
Are any of you familiar with the Puccini opera "Turandot"?
The strains of "Perche
Tarda la Luna" went through my mind all evening.
(sorry for the blur)
It began to return.
Then it was almost there!
"Vieni, faccia pallida!"
(Come, pale face!)
It was truly remarkable.
To me, it isn't Jax's ball playing prowess that's important.
It's seeing the fun that he and his friends have playing the game.
Yes, grandma's hands weren't very steady last night.
He runs like this all the time... the tongue helps.
This got my week off to a great start this morning!
Yes, one is bigger than the other (and looks like he is doing some scouring) but they both appear to be healthy enough, and thriving.
A good start to another week.