by Amy Martin (c)
My feet firmly on this Earth, I gaze at the Moon, drawing from it wisdom, spiritual sustenance, a rhythm that guides my way, and of course my name.
Never would I be brave or skilled enough to pilot a rocket to my beloved Moon, land safely on its soil and walk its surface for the very first time, and do it all in humility.
Carry on, Neil Armstrong, now that you’ve left this earthly plane for a final time.
The statement released by his family summed him up so well:
“While we mourn the loss of a very good man, we also celebrate his remarkable life and hope that it serves as an example to young people around the world to work hard to make their dreams come true, to be willing to explore and push the limits, and to selflessly serve a cause greater than themselves.
For those who may ask what they can do to honor Neil, we have a simple request. Honor his example of service, accomplishment and modesty, and the next time you walk outside on a clear night and see the moon smiling down at you, think of Neil Armstrong and give him a wink.‚ÄĚ