I have always loved looking at the stars. Even as a child, they stirred something in me that I couldn’t quite explain. If I find myself outside on a clear night, I almost always stop and look up. Sometimes only for a few moments, sometimes much longer.
There is something about the night sky that reaches a place in me no words have ever quite found. It is awe, woven together with a sense of connection that has been with me for as long as I can remember.
I had always trusted that feeling. I knew there was something about the stars that spoke to me in a way nothing else quite did.
It just took me years to understand why.