How much would you pay to go to the moon?

I have a confession to make. Marty, honey… I’m sorry this is how you had to find out, but…. I’m in love with the moon. I appreciate your absolute trust in me and our marriage, but if you were to snoop, you would find hundreds of pictures of the moon in my phone. My moon.

I’m completely in awe of her beauty. I’m not sure if you noticed, but I sneak away each night for a few moments alone with her. I have an… obsession. Maybe that’s the right word? I don’t quite know how to explain the pull she has on me. I’m not just in awe of her, I am drawn to her. Being in her presence, for even a few minutes, brings me so much peace and joy. I admire how she compliments the stars, how she baths everything in delicious moonlight, how she’s always there. She’s always there for me, Marty.

Marty, honey, I’m sorry to say that it’s more than just those few moments alone with her each night. I think about her always. She is a constant, my constant. Like me, she goes through phases. I set affirmations based on her phase. It may seem like I’m blindly following her lead, but she’s been doing this a lot longer than I have, hasn’t she? She gives me the strength to set new beginnings, to appreciate my accomplishments, the determination to perfect what is already mine, and she reminds me when it’s time to rest.

I know you’ve noticed the timing of my daily habits and tasks, Marty. How I’ll do a fast or eat more fruit, certain days of the month. You’ve commented on how I’ll refuse to do the laundry, wash the windows, or vacuum specific days of the month. When I gather herbs from my garden, get a haircut, or dehydrate fruits? My sauna sessions, tub soaks, and face masks? I plan my day, my life, based on the moon’s guidance. My dandelion tattoo that took over two years to schedule and finally get? I know you were frustrated hearing about it, Marty, but the moon said it wasn’t the right time, until it was.

As utterly in love that I am, however, actually going to the moon would destroy the romantic infatuation.  I know it would. So, to answer today’s prompt, my response would be “zero dollars”. I would pay nothing to go to the moon, nor could you pay me to go to her. I’ll continue to enjoy the moon, in all of her looming, ethereal beauty, from afar.

The pressing question, Marty, is will you still have me? I feel lighter having confessed, but I can’t promise a change in my behavior. I won’t promise. Nothing changes with the moon and I. I refuse to give her up. I do promise, however, to share my love of the moon with you. If you’re interested?

The moon is a reminder that no matter what phase I’m in, I’m still whole. 

-Unknown