Tonight was the full moon. There was also a total lunar eclipse. And in China, it was the Mid-Autumn, or Moon Festival. So, since Steve is an astronomy fan and I have a soft spot for all things Chinese, we went out to look at the moon.
The girls had no real interest in either the science or the symbolism of this moon rise, so we played. With the moon.
I love the thought that people all over the world are looking in wonder at this very same moon.
The Moon Festival is a time when people return to there families of origin to honor their ancestors and celebrate the harvest and marvel at the beauty of the moon. I know that my girls' birth families and Rachel's foster family probably went out on their evening (which was sometime during our morning) and watched the moon. I always imagine that they are wondering about the babies who became my Katherine and Rachel. I wish that I could tell them that their daughters are here and that they are safe and healthy and oh so loved. For now, I'll just send silent messages to the moon and watch in wonder.