He used to love walks with his mom…and his favorite walks…by far…were their evening walks along the beach paired with her lessons under the stars…
Her first lesson was to wave at all the stars as they walked along the sea.
She’d say…”I like to think…all my ancestors are waving back at me.”
Her second lesson was if he needed to make a wish…and wanted that wish to travel far…to make that wish upon the wind…and send it to a star.
She’d say, “Keep your eyes upon that star…watch it glow…if you’re lucky you’ll see it twinkle too…then you’ll know your wish has landed…and there’s a chance it will come true.
Her third lesson was whenever he was sad….not to be afraid to cry…to believe in a high-power…to believe there’s magic in the sky.
She’d say…”I’m not sure how this works and it is difficult to comprehend…but, after you begin to cry…your tears and stardust blend…
“Only for a moment, however,…a moment of transcending…as the beach is forever changed…by your tears and star’s dust blending…
“For it’s one of natures wonders…one of her secrets we may never understand…how our blended tears help create the oceans…while blended stardust forms the sand.
He continues to take long walks today…his favorites are still those he takes along the beach…as he remembers walking with his mom…and the lessons she would teach…
Now he walks alone,…but to her first lesson he thinks back…
and when he waves at the stars in the heavens…
he imagines it’s his mom who’s waving back.
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