Moonlit Musings

Where my mind is drifting this Full Moon.

I track the birth of my daughter in moons along with the calendar months. Sweet Celeste, born under a Full Moon, is five moons old today. As I sit here drinking cold coffee in the dark after hours of rocking her back to sleep, soothing her as she works through an upset stomach, I find my mind wandering to how life has changed.

These last five months have…