The magical moon is peeking through the window shade. It makes me think of my guardian angel. I always look at the moon when I talk to her, or the evening star (Venus). Often they are together. I love it best when I go further from the house and see the wide expanse of sky with the breathtaking stars and I feel like I am surrounded with love. I do get down and sad, but I get hope and I feel a nice response when I speak about you.  It truly makes me think it will happen. Maybe someday, I can tell you you how I have said good night. I think it will give you a chuckle, but it is also sweet. I love you beyond words and will always feel that way. Even now my heart speeds up when I think of you. Be well, sweet one.