have you ever stopped to wonder how many stars there are in the sky? i’ll tell you exactly how many there are. there is one for every single person alive today, and one for every person that has ever lived. there are new ones being born every day from clouds of gas and dust… interstellar nurseries. a new star for every new child.
we’re all up there, staking claim to our spots in the infinite void of sky. with our feet planted on the ground, when we look up to see the stars, some of them we see faintly, others we can’t see, some burn brightly, and there are some that make themselves known from the farthest reaches of the universe, sometimes only when someone’s looking just right.
the point is that they have more in common then they don’t, and every single one of them burns and burns and burns. whether you even know that it exists or not, each one burns on day in and day out. and as you’ve probably guessed by now, i’m not just talking about the stars. i’m talking about you.
your neighboring stars, your friends, your family, the celestial bodies that share your galaxy, they can see exactly how brightly you burn. they know your luminescence. maybe others don’t get close enough to see it, but that doesn’t for one second change the fact that you are there, you exist, and you burn, and you glow, you are powerful, and you light up the sky. you’re part of something far greater than what you see and what you know and what you comprehend, and we all are, and that is beautiful.
you’re a part of the galaxy. you’re a part of this vast, ever growing universe that is our home, that expands by the minute, as do our lives, augmented by new friends, and new experiences, new loves, and new knowledge.
the astronomers watch you from afar, and you may not even realize it, but you make people smile, you bring comfort just because you’re there. i promise. you make me smile.
you’re as old as time, and god dammit… i love you. thank you for burning, for shining on, for reliably being there to turn to when everything else seems to spin out of control on this crazy little earth that moves at tens of thousands of miles an hour. when it all falls apart, i know i can count on you. i can rely on the fact that you are there, and that you are existing, and that you are doing the best you can- because we all are, you know? you’re loving and living and breathing and god, what you do, it’s so much more than just existing, because i love you, and i know you burn burn burn with intensity and fervor. you are radiant and resplendent, and you are perfect.