Last night I dreamed I climbed a ladder into the night sky, up to the heavens. My husband David was holding the ladder for me while I climbed higher and higher, a canvas bag swung off my arm. I picked carefully filling the bag with the only the most beautiful, brilliantly bright stars; one for each of my family members. Hubby yelled up to me to hurry up, it was time to come back down. My response was --
"I want the moon too! Is that too much to ask for?"