The Stars
Having some trouble with the most recent family member passing on. Carla left us in December, and it still isn't real to me. Even after cleaning out her apartment (and I wasn't the one who did most of it...), and going through pictures, it is still a bit unreal to me. So tonight, when I took out the garbage can (only 1 this week!), I looked up at the sky and saw all the stars. We think about stars in so many different ways. There are the stars of big and little screen, of music, theater, local stars. Then there are the stars in the sky - the ones that form constellations, that gleam with light. Of course I know that these balls of light are plasma held together with gravity (hey - I did teach Big History, which included all this science stuff). But don't they seem so other worldly and heavenly? I can understand how those ancient people named these pieces of the sky, linking them as shapes that anthropomorphize them - put them into people. We sit outside at night, in the...