I did something a few nights ago that I hadn't done in years. It was rather late when I got back from spending the evening at my mother's, but my grandson Nick, who had gone with me, was still wide awake. Instead of going inside, he and I lingered to watch the sky which had cleared from a storm we'd had earlier in the evening.
Suddenly, I had the urge to find where I had stored my dad's old binoculars. I hadn't thought of using them in years but seeing Nick's interest in the night sky, I got them out and sat outside with him just watching for meteors, looking at the moon, and showing him some of the stars and planets.
Sitting there with him, and passing the binoculars back and forth, kind of took me back to my teen years, when my best friend and I would do the same thing. We would sneak out her bedroom window, onto the roof, where we'd spend most of the night watching the sky, and talking about all the many things that girls do. We made plans for our future, of meeting Mr.Right, of college and whatever else came to mind. Finally, we'd crawl into bed when dawn broke, and sleep until the morning was almost gone.
I sat there with Nick, talking and watching the stars until he was too sleepy to stay any longer, then took him inside to bed. When I finally fell asleep as well, I dreamed of laying out on a roof, with my best friend, whispering girlish secrets until dawn. I haven't stept that well in ages!