I went for a walk in the moonlight tonight. It was one of those perfect nights. There was a full moon and as the light from the moon danced off of the newly fallen snow there was silence. The kind of silence that seems to envelope all of your senses but brings with it no fear – only peace and calm, as one takes in the elements around them. I love the crisp sound of the snow against one’s feet and the vapor from the breaths that one takes as if one’s body is trying to tell them that they are crazy, that it is too cold. As I walked I thought. I thought about moments in my life that brought me to where I was and also the moments that are to come, those moments that are like when a word is on the tip of your tongue but you just can’t think of what it is or those things that are only an arms length away but somehow still just out of your reach; but, the word eventually comes and somehow the steps that you keep on taking bring you closer and closer to what is out of reach until you are able to grasp it and it becomes part of you – and that is what happens to the moments that are to come. Those moments are what we call the future and before we realize it our future has already become our past and we are reaching out to something else. As I walked tonight I also felt alone. I realized that I have been reaching out to something for sooo long but that something never seems to arrive. I guess it’s to love and to be loved, the moment where that walk in the moonlight for one becomes that walk in the moonlight for two.