I think of the first time Dad took me to the planetarium. I didn’t understand space or the difference between stars and planets. The mystery added to the attraction, though – I decided that day I’d become an astronaut.
I couldn’t have done it without Dad. When I applied for the astro physics PhD programme and the family consensus was that it might be time I started a family, Dad challenged their outdated notions.
I wish he’d lived to watch the launch; the cancer took him too early, so his ashes are coming to the Moon with me. But not back.
his ashes are coming to the Moon with me. But not back.
The ratio of the volume of emotion to the number of words is too high.
Great job 😀
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Thank you! This is one of those comments that’ll keep me smiling for a while 🙂
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Wow. it’s amazing what you manage to achieve with only 100 words Sonya 🙂
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Thank you, Colette 🙂
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