According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power Zeus split them into two parts, condemning them to spend their lives searching for their other half.
Pretty amazing how much sense that makes. I guess that's where the feeling of knowing comes from followed by the big sigh of relief you soul breaths out when you finally find them.
Last night we drove around and talked about everything and nothing...held hands and walked down on the dock in my old neighborhood. It looked like there wasn't going to be a moon sighting at all though. Severe thunderstorm warnings were all around us and the sky was nothing but clouds. Looking out from behind a pizza the size of my car and cold beers we couldn't even get our bearings as to where the moon should be. The rain completely missed...coming nowhere close to us. By about our 3rd Landshark the clouds started breaking up. From our vantage point on the back deck the most awesome moon came out and danced on the water for us...like it had planned us a surprise. Nine months after our first full moon party we had our second. It was without all the people and no glow stick drinks....there was no marching jazz band of disappearing democrats. No ladder back chair to share beside the water...no fireworks that followed. But there was all that mattered...Us. Was it 15 miles away or 1000?...you couldn't have proven it either way. We live in paradise. And we found each other. It feels good when you stop and realize how incredible life is.
I don't even know which way the clouds went but the sky opened up and there was even a shooting star. Hard to imagine a better night. Looking forward to a lot more of those.
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