Infinitely Significant

 

I have always been fascinated by the night sky and the cosmos for as long as I can remember. When I was younger I used to sit in my bedroom, listening to music, just watching the night sky. I think that is why I have always felt at home at this time of year; the nights are longer, the air is colder and I find the starry night sky more crisp. Orion is prominent in the sky’s of the northern hemisphere and I always see it as half a smiling face, watching over me. The night sky has always been a great comfort to me; making me feel infinitely insignificant and infinitely significant all at the same time. Little ol’ me exists in this vast cosmos, but little ol’ me is the only me and that is rather special.

So often, as in the image above, Carl Sagan uses the most beautifully poetic language to explain the wonders of the universe. We are made of stardust and, when we leave this life, we return to the universe, to the stars. When I look at the stars I feel Evelyn’s spirit, the stars feel like her home now and when the sky is clear I feel her looking down on me, loving me. The smiling face of Orion telling me that they are looking after her, and making sure she shines so brightly. 

I do consider the time we won’t share together. Describing the constellations, telling her the stories behind them. Wondering if she would be as in awe of the night sky as I am.

Evelyn’s short time on this planet was infinitely significant and I am so humbled to be her mummy.