“Will you be watching the Perseids meteor shower tonight?” I texted Amp from my bed.
“That’s the plan…” he responded.
“Well don’t count on me tonight. Although I still think back to the night we watched together. It was fun!” I sent back.
I laid awake for a while thinking back to when he was 7 or 8. He’d heard about the Perseid’s meteor shower in school and couldn’t wait to watch for them. I wasn’t about to disappoint him, so at 3 AM we grabbed some blankets and headed out to lay beneath the stars.
I don’t remember how long we were out there, but I DO remember that he taught me more about those showers than I’ll ever need to know. And as we watched the meteors soar across the sky, I prayed I’d never forget.
Tears began flowing as I thought back to that innocent time. A time before the stress of school and life and responsibilities turned him from a carefree, curious, eager-to-learn little boy into an uncertain, self-deprecating, yet amazingly intelligent young man.
I texted him back. “Actually what time do you think you’ll be heading out? Maybe I will go.”
So once again at 3 AM, I grabbed some blankets, he the flashlight, and out to the yard we traipsed.
It was surprisingly cool outside, and the grass was wet with dew. I wrapped myself up for warmth as we settled onto our backs.
Amp had noticed the moon immediately. Not something I would have paid attention too. “It’ll probably be too bright to see any,” he explained. “I was hoping it would be lower by this time.”
And he was right. It was too bright. We gazed into the sky for a half hour or so making small talk as we watched for streaks of light. I let him make the decision of when to head in. No way was I going to cut it short.
As we headed back to our perspective bedrooms, he thanked me for going out with him. ME. I felt like I’D been given the treat.
Not sure when the Perseid’s meteor showers will return. I’m betting HE knows. And I hope he’ll allow me to share in the experience once again. Whether he’s 8 or 18, I love laying out on the grass with my little boy. And with any luck, next time it’ll be dark enough to see a meteor or two.