Stars

I used to wish on stars. I would beg those twinkling wonders to miraculously bring me beaded moccasins, and a pony to go with them. I wanted a pair with all my heart. I did get them about 20 years later when I bought a pair. We bought a pony for our sons. So, I’m reluctant to say the belief was ridiculous. It just took longer and a self assertive approach for my childish dreams to come true.

I am enchanted by the full moon, and whenever I first look at it on a full moon night, I wish for something; it’s unlikely any wishes will ever be granted, but it’s fun to pretend Mrs Moon and I have a close relationship. Ridiculous? Maybe.

Who am I to judge what is foolish for a person to believe. If it gives comfort and hope, believe until it no longer serves your purpose. Wishes are granted. But usually not immediately, nor in the way you thought.