So I am in Yellowstone. The first family vacation. Veronica has enjoyed the bison and the other animals we’ve seen.
She does not seem to love the geysers as much as I do,
She complains about having to walk so far, not about the walking itself, but somehow she gets starving on the way.
She likes the visitors centers.
I keep wanting to show her the stars. There are way more stars in the sky here, but there only show when it’s dark.
And dark is late.
Last night she fell asleep.
But I still wanted to see the stars.
There is a meteor shower happening.
So after 10 I left the hotel room alone and walked outside.
It’s funny how much i rely on chris to have a sense of direction. We e been walking Around here for days. It was dark and i Was alone.
It occurs to me that I miss my husband. We should go away for a weekend.
Or I should go away alone.
We are not only parents.
I found my way to the old faithful viewing area. Every car and lamppost seemed an invasion
I left the inn and walked toward the steam plume of a geyser. That must be Old Faithful.
As soon as I got to the geyser area, I saw a shooting star.
There were maybe 10 people out there looking for shooting stars.
I was surprised there weren’t more.
But in the dark, staring a the sky we talked a little bit. Mostly about the sky.
Me and the stars. Us and the stars.
We saw shooting star after shooting star.
We each saw stars that the others didn’t. Shooting stars are quick and unexpected.
It was hard to leave.
I walked back, and warmed myself at the fire in old faithful inn.
Why weren’t these people outside?
Perhaps warmth is better than miracles sometimes.
I got to see miracles. I will not forget it soon.