Lil Red Moon

 We are taught to believe right from when we start learning anything at all. To have faith simply boils down to the idea of the respect we have for some people or even one person, and understanding that they do everything or say everything for a reason. A toddler learns that b comes after a because they are taught the alphabet. Although they don't understand the importance of language at that point, they realize it makes sense much later when they read their first-ever sentence.

A very special human in my life was with me one night when I was probably eleven or twelve. It was a very gullible age, I'll add this as a defense for the rest of the story (although many will tell you I can be just as gullible even now!). The view from the balcony at home was a little special that night. The moon was red, as bright as it could be and that just left my mind very curious. I couldn't help but ask her how that was happening and what she had in store was fascinating to hear and think about. She told me that it was a sign of the aliens invading our Earth. When I asked what would happen after that to us, and our home and family, she said it would stop existing! Of course, to me, it meant that within the night they'd come, separate me from my family and take me away because I couldn't comprehend the "stop existing" aspect of it. I remember losing all control over my emotions ( a fancy way of saying I cried all night) but the sweetest memory I have is waking up the next day and feeling grateful that none of it happened. Maybe the aliens did decide to spare us after hearing my fears and struggle!

I'll never understand the origins of a beautiful lie but I'm glad it exists. It never made sense to me why she chose to scare me then, but now that I've grown I think I do see the thrill of instilling that curiosity and testing how imaginative one can be! It's so amazing to think that those aliens that never showed up are the reason I smile today whenever I think of that night. 

Looking at the Lil red moon tonight and missing you from a city away!



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