Ben lay on his back with his arms behind his head, staring at the sky.
“I’ve never seen so many stars in the sky before,” my cousin said.
I’ll never forget it. I might have been 7 or 8, but I’ll never forget it. It’s when my perception of the world around me began to change.
I couldn’t imagine not seeing that many stars when looking at the night sky. But, since Ben grew up in the outskirts of Seattle, the lights from the city drowned everything else out. I never appreciated them as much because I saw them on a regular basis.
That has changed.
The stars really stood out tonight to me in the northern Pennsylvania sky. I just haven’t seen them in awhile, what with the bright lights surrounding me and the lack of places to go and simply see them.
I see the stars with brand new eyes on nights like tonight.
And I always think of Ben.