Through the Looking Glass

As Diwali approaches, there is all the excitement that precedes it. The excitement that I have learned to create in my 8 long years away from home. The excitement that is a far cry from what it used to be, and still is when I am home. But it is today what it is. So I have done my shopping, am making plans for cleaning. The evite has been sent out to invite friends to join in for an early weekend celebration.
But the sense that childhood has been left far behind is unshakable. And not having Patti around to kick start the festivities makes the celebration hollow. Faith needs a support system sometimes.

"Do you remember still the falling stars
that like swift horses through the heavens raced
and suddenly leaped across the hurdles
of our wishes--do you recall? And we
did make so many! For there were countless numbers
of stars: each time we looked above we were
astounded by the swiftness of their daring play,
while in our hearts we felt safe and secure
watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate,
knowing somehow we had survived their fall."
-- Rainer Maria Rilke