Tonight the plan was to watch the moon rise but mother nature had other ideas.
Instead of nice clear skies and dryness she sent clouds with a sprinkling of rain and thunder/lightning to top it off.
I have often watched the moon rise and my thoughts always turn to my Milo. The moon also rises over him and his resting place. The moon watches him sleep and makes sure he always has a little light.
The pain is always worse at night as there is less to take my mind off it and no one around to talk it out. Many of my tears were shed once everyone else was sleeping.