A heroic moment captured for the soul

"When was the last time, you saw the stars and the full moon?" I've no clue what makes one mans soul softer than another. Possibly just for balance. The stories of unkind people repeatedly broadcasted on the news daily that so go against your own morals, outweighing their counter stories of human kindness can immerse you in numbness. Maybe it is simply that all the horror you feel at school shootings, murders of rage, our own governments corruptions, big pharma blocking natural products to promote their synthetic products, and all the doctors who are too lazy to keep up on natural remedies who end up further blocking real progresses in a cure, saturates you so that you truly see the little moments, captured by the strength of the individual human nature of a being. In 1998 we, a small group of women would gather at our park for a concert by a local group called American English, they'd perform Beatles songs, a good sampling of a different time era in our lives, it is always the friday before Father's Day, 2 of the girls have birthdays the same week, so we'd always celebrate their days, together. For one reason or another we've not all made it there the past 4 years, Doris called us thursday night to tell us she was going come hell or high water, she'd bring "a bucket of chicken for picnic, try to come early." Well hell, she brought a bucket of chicken, all the sides, a cooler of everyone's favorite beverage including Kahlua & Cream for me, a table and sets of chair, blankets, table cloth, birthday cake and candles, it was truly amazing. The courage our ill breast cancer friend displayed was immense, she'd had her 2nd round of chemo started the day before, she hated what the first round did to her so much I do believe she made it through yesterday in pure defiance. And so we had picnic, conversation and laughs, as day went to night we listened to the music transported to other times in our lives by the shear memory invoked, we danced, we bounced, we sang. Earlier in the evening our Kelly found me and ran up for some hugs, she's been one of our adopted young ladies who grew up with our son Justin. She had come to see this concert with her mom, they do it yearly, love that girl. And crowning touch on the evening was when my own son walked up for a hug, and to see some of my old real estate friends he grown up around. Doris was in shock when she saw how tall her baby had gotten, and screamed in denial when he said he was 31 now, he gave her a second hug, sometimes he is just so good words escape me. Music ended, we packed up, and got it all transported back to their vehicle, hugs, thanks, and lots of love shared between the older women of 2014, extra hugs of love for Doris who made certain none of us would miss this day. She believes in God strongly, always has. Let It Be played, and she was singing. I believe in the Universe strongly. Across the Universe played and I was singing. All the women pray.