The Harvest moon is lighting up the sky this weekend. I wasn’t so into the moon 9 years ago. I thought it was a pretty cool thing and of course, admired it when it was full. However, I didn’t know anything about moon cycles, take notice of its position in the sky or have any sort of attachment to it.
When my daughter was 1, she started pointing out the moon on our walks home from daycare. As I took in her amazement, I rekindled my own.
So much of my parenting journey has been getting back in touch with that little person within who has been lost for 30+ years. I’ve actually found parenting quite healing. While I wouldn’t recommend the experience to anyone who doesn’t want to be a parent, I do find that there are many opportunities to heal a little part of us especially at whatever age our children are at.
I am grateful for the monthly reminder that I can get back into that part of me who sees wonder in the everyday.
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