I See the Moon

I See the Moon.   That’s how far into the song I could get without Marisa interjecting. She hated that song. She said it creeped her out. I  thought it was funny that of all the things in her life, a song was what freaked her out the most.

I was walking through the grocery store parking lot a while ago and the moon was up and perfectly round. It was so beautiful and a wonderful reminder of how small we are in this world. It made me think of the song my mom used to always sing:

“I see the moon and the moon sees me
Down through the leaves of the old oak tree
Please let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.”

A smile crept across my face as I can distinctly recall how much Marisa didn’t like the song and never let anyone make it past that first line. I wonder if it was just the song or something else. Maybe it was the old oak tree she considered creepy? The darkness? Who knows, but I suppose for now, I will simply smile at the little  reminders… recollections of a woman I loved and with whom I formed all these memories.

As Marisa would say, always be kind and remember to smile.

11.26.2021, 23 months since

2 thoughts on “I See the Moon

  1. A great story. Marisa was like that. Certain things she “said” she did not like. I am not so sure that she didn’t like them. It was just her way of responding. Thoughts?




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