I’m still basking in the afterglow of the Solar Totality. 

I wanted to go to the totality with my whole heart.  Loved-One did not.  With about as much intensity.  You see, we’d already derived 6 hours in the opposite directions to attend a family reunion. 

“The traffic will be bad. We don’t have any glasses.  We don’t have anyplace to stay.” All logical arguments.  Loved-One gave them to me and to anyone nearby, as a rebuttal to my enthusiasm.

“I have a plan,” I said.  I repeated my mantra, as if saying it would make it so.

“So what’s your plan?” Loved-One asked as we got into bed in Mom’s guest room.

“I don’t have one,” I admitted.  “It’s okay if we just go home.”

The next morning Loved-One announced over breakfast, “We’re going.”

We picked a destination, used our apps, depended on the kindness of strangers, and that old-fashioned thing called an Atlas.  We got a room, someone gave us glasses, we had breakfast at “Dixie’s Cup Cafe” in Pinckneyville, and we settled in a small town celebration on the town square.   See the Video of our experience.  I just took it with my iPhone, so you can’t see the fullness of the moon, black and completely covering the sun.  That pesky sun is so powerful, it eclipsed the lens of my iPhone. You can hear the excitement and awe/

Loved-One is so happy I talked him into going!  I wouldn’t change things for the world. I’m Totality in love with him.

  Read about the people I met along the journey here.