When you wish upon a star…

Once again we were blessed with a wonderful gift to memorialize Noah. Our great friends Beth and Dave registered a star under Noah Charles Hamilton through the Star Registry. And to make it even more special, as the owner of a frame shop, Dave framed it himself. He created a black mat with glow-in-the-dark hand-spattered paint speckles resembling a starry galaxy. Even the white of the mats glow. It is a very special gift and one that will always be with us, I am so proud to have a star named after my son and I will be showing it off to everyone.

The star itself is surprisingly easy to locate when looking at the heavens. On a clear night all you need to do is locate Ursa Major (the big dipper) and go to the extreme right star which is the tail of the bear and go 90º north of it and there it is, formerly known as star “Ursa Major RA 8h 19m 10s D 63º 30º” is now renamed to “Noah Charles Hamilton”. He will forever be looking down on us. It is just such an awesome gesture I do not have words for it. Thank you so much again guys!

And as always there is always another coincidence that goes along with Noah stories. Earlier that day Sharon and I were wondering the local mall looking for an ornament with 2008 and Noah on it. There was an aisle vendor that was customizing ornaments. We almost got one, but did not see a design that jumped out at us so we passed. We figure we would know when the perfect ornament would appear and grab it. Essentially let it find us. And of course it did, by the way of other great friends of ours, Randy and Jen.

That night just before Dave gave us the Star Registry info, Randy and Jen handed us a gift. We waited until we got back to the van to open it. Wouldn’t you know it, it was an ornament with 2008 and Noah’s name on it. Even more amazing that the shape of the ornament was a shooting star! I know that when you say a wish out loud it will not come true, however I think you can guess what our wish was.

It all made us cry. We try so hard to be strong but sometimes the loss is so hard and is always hiding just below the surface. Noah would just now be getting old enough that he would be starting to crawl perhaps. I just can’t believe I do not get to see it for real, but I can clearly see him in my imagination, and I have a great imagination I have been told.