Yesterday afternoon, on the Nextdoor app, there was a post that the International Space Station would be visible at 7:38 p.m. I casually read it out loud, thinking it would be cool to see. My husband and son completely bought in. My son set his phone alarm to be sure to be in the backyard a few minutes early. My husband was out the door well before the spotting time.
The last time we tried to do this, probably early last summer, it was a huge disappointment. We waited and waited and never saw it. Last night, I had that feeling that either it was too light out, especially with the moon straight above, or it wasn’t going to be overhead enough to spot it, but I was gratefully wrong! Right around 7:38, a glimmering speck appeared in the south west and traveled at a nice pace so that if you blinked, you didn’t miss it. It was spectacular! It was amazing to think that one hundred miles above the place where I was standing, astronauts could be looking down on me while I was looking up at them.
The three of us stood in the backyard, on a cool, clear evening, gazing into the sky, being taken away to a far away place, enjoying these incredible 7 minutes. Thank you International Space Station and the brave astronauts above. Thank you also for choosing the route that allowed us front row seats to this amazing show. Can’t think of a better way to end the day.