It was difficult to pick just one thing in response to the inquiry of personal wonder. Wonder has always come easily to me, and I’m ok with that. However, in thinking about my response it didn’t take long before a certain night came to mind. The season was fall. The temp was crisp. The sun had long been set. The setting, mountain range. Sweet time had just been spent around a large fire pit but it was now time to return to the cabin. I had spent a lot of time looking down and around that evening. Walking back was the first time I looked up, and when I did I had to stop walking in fear of falling because I could not peel my eyes away from the sky, the sky full of stars. When I say there were just stars and no sky, I’m not exaggerating. Ok, maybe I am, just a little. However, in that moment I was wonder struck because of the display of the night sky and I could have gazed at the sky all night. Stars have always sparked curiosity in me. The fact that there are too many to count is mind blowing. How vast is the universe. And yet, here I am, little 5 ft. 1 in. Jess, enjoying the view. The stories stars have to tell. How old is the light I see? The night sky is something that has always taken my breath away and something that never grows old. I’ve always loved a night sky full of stars. When it comes to things of nature, I think seeing stars at night was what I missed the most when we lived in NYC. Another thing that stops me in my tracks with wonder every time, stars are always there but sometimes things get in the way and we miss the view, the beauty. It’s beauty that is always there but not always apparent to us. Through the hardest days, the cloudy nights, the city lights, the sky full of stars remains, we just aren’t always able to perceive it. Here’s to always taking the time to soak in every starry night we get.
Jessica Fletcher, North Carolina
Stay-at-home Mother
Jessica Fletcher, North Carolina
Stay-at-home Mother