Among other roles in this life, I am a girl scout leader for my daughter’s troop. We try to plan activities each week for our meetings that will hold the interest of a dozen eleven and twelve year old girls. Believe me, that isn’t easy. But, we did an activity a few months ago that all of the girls seemed to enjoy.
It was called the Great Star Count. What we had to do was to go outside during one of our evening meetings, and literally count the stars. Seriously. Then, based on longitude, latitude, and light pollution (street lights, buildings, etc) you determine how many are actually up there in your area. It was a daunting task, but they were all over it. We found constellations, we looked at the moon, and we speculated about how many more we would have been able to see if it weren’t for the lights from the nearby industrial park. The girls counted hundreds that night, but in reality, there were thousands estimated to be above our heads.
We live out in the country, so it is not unusual for us to come home at night, and see the sky full of stars. On more nights than I can remember, the three of us have stood in our backyard, looking in amazement up at the sky; wondering about planets far away; and overwhelmed by how clearly we can make out constellations. We have even witnessed meteor showers and shooting stars, it is so dark at our house.
It occurred to me, through that girl scout activity, and through my other experiences, that there are thousands of stars in the skies over our heads. That they are always there. But, there are many times that we cannot see them. We cannot see them in the light of day. On a cloudy night. If we live in the city.
But they are always there.
A close friend of mine points out that the stars in her night sky are all of those whom she loves; those that are closest to her and there for her when she needs them, even when she doesn’t. They are constant and true.
That is what family and friends are to me. I have always loved to meet new people, and over the years, have met so many wonderful new friends. As I connect with so many of them on Facebook, I realize just how many lives have intersected with mine over the years. It amazes me. They are all stars in my sky. To count them is possible, but a daunting task, for there are many that are looking over me.
They are there, even when I cannot see them in the daylight; or if it is cloudy times; or if I am overwhelmed by the glare here on earth. They are always overhead.
And, when I need them, and even when I don’t, I can make a wish upon them. And they are there……….
To me, the stars in my sky are like infinity, never ending, and ever present……