A Moonless Mid-Autumn Festival
When I finally got off the work, it was past six. There were only a few cars left in the parking lot. I walked towards a tree, under which parked my car, with fallen leaves scattering on the front cover. The parking spot under a tree is always my preference, since the shade of the tall tree will shield the Californian sunlight off the car body, making it an ideal place for a thirty- minute nap during the lunch hour. But a busy day like today, a nap would be a luxury.
Tired and a bit cold, I got in the car. After a day’s exposure to the 70+ F temperature, the car was just comfortably warm. Getting out of the empty parking lot, I was on the local street. The sky was just as gloomy as it in the morning. It was only ten minutes’ drive, but long enough to recall the conversations I had with the daughter the other night. At first, I texted her to remind her of the Mid-autumn festival, of getting a glimpse of the fullest moon, if available. She texted me back if we ate any mooncake. The answer was no. Without her, I didn’t have the mood and necessity to buy them or make ones. Then I remembered her coming back for Christmas and decided to make a phone call. Over the phone, I suggested a vacation out of town somewhere for the Christmas and New Year. She told me that she would not like to go anywhere else except home, which she has been away for a year and a half, emphatically her longest duration ever. What was indicated in her tone is like “Can you believe, Mom, that I have been away for so long?” When I tried to correct her that it was actually a year and four months, she grunted a bit for my being unpathetic. I understand your nostalgia, baby, I said to myself.
The dinner was prepared within thirty minutes. After dinner is our regular walk time. When LD and I stepped out, the moon was nowhere to be seen. Living in a sunshine place, we are so used to sunny days and moonlit nights. The absence of a full moon, on this particular day, triggered a sense of loss.
However, this sentiment was soon overcome by the enthusiastic greetings from friends on WXC. It becomes part of my life now to blog and "talk" with bloggers. Thanks to this virtual city, we, who don't know each other in life, are connected in the air, and meeting people afar around the globe is made not only possible but a reality and a joy.
我的中秋也没有月饼没有月亮,好像忙得都记不得抬头看天了,好像也没有时间来伤感……
倒是你的生活很令我羡慕呢,父母家人都好,又空巢,有自由。好好享受吧,亲!
我也在想,是不是把博文也另写一份英文的,这样就可以和女儿交流了?
暖冬周中快乐。
我是小说读多了:-)最近狂读,读书会还定期分享。有空我写出来最近的一本,实在不错。
我的中秋之夜是“对影成三人”,暖冬好幸福!
暖冬周末快乐!
今年我们这儿也是阴雨没有月亮,月饼倒是吃了好多~~
我也没看到月亮,今天晴天今晚再试试。
祝好。
在文学城我们能相互交流也是缘分。让我们相伴一段时间,在岁月中留下一些印记。
希望我们的孩子活出青春的亮丽和色彩!
理解你当时的心情,初来乍到的,两手空空,想来我们一路走来不容易的。一讲也是个多愁善感之人吧。希望我们的日子越过越好,花好月圆!谢谢一讲一路到支持!
我至今还记得2000年的中秋,当时还住在公寓房,晚上到外面去倒垃圾,无意间抬头看到一轮明月挂在天空,登时思乡心情油然而生,四周一片寂静,于是站在外面看那轮明月,五味杂陈。。。。
现在好像过节的气氛越来越淡,大家都只在微信里过节。暖冬多愁善感,思念父母和女儿之心我感同身受。不过我觉得你老公这样挺好,难不成你还想让他跟你一起伤感;)许静美这首城里的月光我也喜欢。
时间过得真快,一转眼,我到文学城五个月了。这五个月以来,暖儿的博客是我常常流连的地方。喜爱暖儿的博文,更喜欢暖儿这个人。能在文学城遇见暖儿,真好!感恩!:-) 暖儿,中秋节快乐!