Some of you know that when I’m out with the dog and the stars are hanging bright I look to the sky for my Mom and Dad.  For me Dad is the big dipper, Mom is Orion’s belt.  Sometimes during the year they are both there in the sky together, Dad to the north, Mom to the south.  But during the summer months Orion’s constellation swings too far south for me to see, and sometimes I can’t see the big dipper either.

I smiled this morning when Katie and I went out in the predawn hours and I saw  both constellations shining down on us.  I was glad to see them together again; it was totally appropriate.  Today is their fifty-ninth wedding anniversary.

Happy anniversary.  I miss you.