stars and pizza and everything inbetween

Tonight while watching the weather report on the news i was told by Cindy Prezler, our neighborhood perky weathergirl, that we would be able to see the space shuttle and space station from my house in the sky. Amongst all of the trees and city lights the shuttle was going to fly straight over me.

It was only for two minutes at the most, but there it was, twinkling in the midnight sky above. There were no starts out yet, nor was the moon to brighten the sky. I of course waved and shouted hello to the astronauts hoping somehow they would be able to hear me subcounsciously. I looked like a little girl who is at the airport waving goodbye to her dad from the terminal while he was on the plane already and oblivious to what was going on in the airport. My neighbors outside thought i was nuts. More than they already do, i think.

Seeing the shuttle got me to thinking. Maybe one of the astronauts has family in St.Louis and was saying hello to them and shouting like a little boy and waving. Was he holding up a sign that said "Hello Brown Family!" from space hoping maybe they would see? And was he wondering if we could see the beautiful lights from the stars and how mysterious the moon looked with his face turned away?

They are thousands of miles away, yet i have to believe they are doing that exact thing right now as they pass over some unknown city over mexico. Maybe looking at the gorgeous water and craving a shot of tequilla and wanting to be home when all some think about on Earth is being anongst the stars in the sky(as opposed to the ones in Hollywood). Or home with their family eating dinner at the table and watching Family Feud shouting " Milk! Milk!" at the television screen.

What does this amount to? Enjoy what you have with you and don't take it for granted...