About Sun Moon Stars Rain

A Little About Me
My name is Heather. I started Sun Moon Stars Rain as a journal of every day life. I have had a blog before (maybe one day I will figure out how to transfer my old blog to this space), but about 7 years ago, after a move to Turkey, I ended up letting it fall by the wayside. Looking back at those entries now, I realize I miss recording the everyday tidbits of life, the little things that are easy to forget, or that are easily taken for granted after years have gone by. Reading those words years later also feels a little magical, like looking through a mirror at another version of myself. I’ve decided to begin again, both for myself, but also for my family. I would love to have a journal or diary from my grandparents, and hope my kids and grandkiddos will appreciate reading my musing and remembering our times together.

Beyond the “why” of my journaling, I’m an artsy-creative sort of person. I’ve started my own business doing graphic design, I enjoy photography, and anything crafty. When I’m not doing those things, I love reading, cooking, and traveling with my family. I’m happily married to my husband, Jason, (20 years together, and counting) and we have 3 kids, and 3 grandkiddos. Jason is in the Air Force, so we’ve been lucky to see many places in this world. We’ve lived all over the US, Turkey, and now we are living in Guam. Our youngest, Brennan, is in middle school, and the two older kids, Shanntel, and Andrew, are adults, and live in Indiana with their families. We are exciting to be moving closer to them in the next few years, and I’m hoping this journal will become a great look back at this chapter of our lives.

Why Sun Moon Stars Rain?
The title of my journal comes from the e.e. cummings (my favorite poet) poem “Anyone Lived In a Pretty How Town.” While many people feel the poem is melancholy and represents disconnection of society and the inevitability of death, I think it’s beautiful. I see the story of the life of a man and woman in love, the cycle of their life, and their happiness within it. To me it’s the story of a life that is enough – a concept that as time goes one, resonates more and more with me. I’ve copied the poem here if you’d like to take a look:

Anyone Lived In a Pretty How Town
anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did

Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

from New Poems (1938)