Last weekend my husband had a festival to work up in the DFW area. I went up with him and his crew. I love the festivals up in the DFW area if for no other reason, I get to see my friends and family.
This time, I think I spent more time with my sister than I’ve spent in a very long time. I think we both miss that “sister-time” we used to have when we were younger…
Friday night, we went to dinner and caught up with what’s going on in each other’s lives. We talked about our kids. We talked about her job. We talked about our health, getting older, etc… After dinner, we said our goodnights & went our separate ways. It wasn’t so difficult because I knew I was going to see her the next day.
Saturday, she came out to the festival with one of my nieces & my youngest great-nephew (I still do not consider myself old enough to be a great-aunt… the great-aunts I remember from childhood were old ladies who wore their hair up in buns…). After looking around, they rescued me from the heat & took me back to her nice, air-conditioned home (did I mention this was an outdoor festival in North Texas and it was over 90 degrees?). My sister did what any sister would do. She let me shower, loaned me something to wear that she knew she wouldn’t see again (or, at least, wouldn’t see for a few months), handed me a beer, and said, “relax, honey.”
And relax, I did. We hung out together in her bedroom. She was looking things up on her computer while we were talking, and I was making a draft of the post previous to this one. That was when she said, “OMG! We have a Super Moon Tonight!!” Now, you have to understand… My sister and I have always had this thing about the full moon. When we were young, she taught me the rhyme, “I see the moon, the moon sees me. God bless the moon, and God bless me.” We’d go outside and look at the full moon together and admire its beauty. When she moved to Florida, my sister was so far away, at first I didn’t know what to do. But we’d talk on the phone. I’d look at the full moon and I’d think of her. Sometimes we’d call each other, talk about the full moon, and do the whole “I’m-thinking-of-you” thing, but it wasn’t as frequent as either of us would have liked.
When she moved back home to Texas, I think we got closer. We still live a good distance apart, but not half the country away. Just a few hours. We call each other when we see the full moon. I love it when my sister calls me, all excited, and tells me to “go outside now! it’s beautiful!”
Now that you have the back-story on the full moon, you know why the Super Moon was so important to my sister and me. We were together that night. We jumped in the car and drove out to where we could see the moonrise and we waited. I’d like to say it was easy to find, but it wasn’t. We were about to give up because it was kinda’ cloudy and hazy. Just as she was about to turn around and drive home, I saw the moon and said “WAIT!” We were in the parking lot of some park. We had a beautiful view. And, damnit…. I didn’t have my camera. But we got out of the car and stood there, arms around each other, and watched this big, beautiful full moon come up, and listened to the frogs around us. For the first time in a while, I was calm.
We eventually went back to her home. I had to get my things and get back to the hotel. I got to say goodbye to my niece, her husband (I suppose that makes him my nephew), and my great nephew. Before I left, I got down in the floor with my great nephew and told him when his Mimi and I were young, we used to say a rhyme about the moon, and I asked him if he’d say it with me.
I see the moon
The moon sees me
God bless the moon
And God bless me
He started singing it. He knows the rhyme quite well. But he sang to me, “I see the moon and the moon sees you. God bless the moon and God bless you.” I’m right there with my sister – that boy has me wrapped around his finger. 🙂
I’m glad I got to spend more time with my sister this trip up. I don’t get to see her nearly as often as I’d like. I don’t see us moving up to the DFW area anytime soon, so I think she needs to move down here. 😉
Fleeting visits pass
Still they satisfy
Reminders of the next
Our flames burn as one
Sister, I see you
Dancing on the stage of memory
Sister, I miss you…