This Saturday night, we had a full moon so big and bright it is called a "super moon" When my mother was alive, she always lit a green candle under the light of the full moon, and prayed. She prayed for prosperity, for the health of her loved ones, for God's blessing. In turn, I picked up the habit. When she was sick, we used to try and do it over the phone together. She was three hours ahead and used to call me and ask "did you light your green candle yet?" I would always forget, and then we would do it together. During those times, I would pray for her healing. I promised my mom that I would always think of her whenever I saw the full moon. I had not lit a green candle in quite some time. I think it was just too much. But this past Saturday, on the 'super moon' I remembered. And mom, I did think of you. And I always will. I miss you.