Twinkle Twinkle

"For so long, my dear, you've wondered what I am when really you should have been inquiring who," said the luminescent figure sitting by my bedside. A stranger's presence would normally send me into a state of panic, alerting me to jump out of bed and flee. But the warm glow emanating from her, instead, made me feel as safe as a child in a mother's tender embrace. I remained nestled beneath my silky white sheets of my bed, rubbing my eyes and squinting in the brilliance of her light as she waited for me to speak. The kind nature of her laugh, as I fumbled through my simple question asking who she was, helped me feel more at ease. With that, she rose up and twirled around as though to dazzle me with her large, glowing curls and glaringly golden dress and gracefully took my hand, leading me in a dance. This mysterious visitor guided me into Shaun's bedroom down the hall as she hummed the tune of Mozart's variation of "Ah! Vous Dirais-Je Maman" as we approached Shaun's crib. Curiously, her energy dissipated at the sight of him and she looked to me with a flash of fear in her eyes. "Your nightly lullabies brought me the courage to not let him wonder but I fear I his disappointment when he discovers I am no diamond in the sky," she said as she floated back into the night before Shaun could open his eyes. From then on, I've never wondered what or who that star is but how she is.