How Old Is The Moon?

In so many ways people are more alike than different. As I read There Was A Man, There Was A Woman by Sandra Cisneros, I thought of the many times missed by not pausing and looking at the gift of nature. There have been a few times nature has gave me a hard nudge. I was forced to look down or look up, as in this instance, at the moon. When I have looked up at the moon, it has always astonished me. Thinking back to the time when men walked on the moon's surface is still incredible. When I was young and heard the older people talking about their fears or their feelings of 'thou shalt not touch or go there,' there was a feeling of why not skip and play and forget about that old moon. When the astronauts brought back moon dust, I began to dream about that distant place in space.  Now, just seeing the word moon written in a book can curl my toes. If walking or riding in a car, there is excitement like seeing a newborn for the very first time.

In this short story, two people, a man and woman, look at the moon. Both are aware of it. Both have different thoughts. The man stays with his thoughts longer. He thinks about the distant past, the people who lived before he existed. At the end of the story, only wonder is left about the moon, the questions fathomless.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_moon