
I've been thinking about a line of Mick's from Sonata: "I spent the past 55 years trying to close the door on forever. But I can’t anymore. I can’t close the door on Beth." I can see him in my mind's eye: eyes closed, head resting against the wall. Suffering, because his inability to share his life with Beth had finally caused her to push him away. And, because he thought it was the best thing for her, he left. But he didn't get far. He went back to the apartment and finally, finally, began to crack open that wall of reserve and fear that was keeping them apart. He said "Because I love you," and they kissed--their first real, true kiss that wasn't a surprise or a battle. And in the middle of that kiss, Mick closed the apartment door, leaving us on the outside.

Oh, how painful it was when we found out that door would never open again.


I'll forever be grateful to the writers for giving us that lovely ending. It gave us hope, and it made losing the show a little more tolerable. (Well, that plus a heck of a lot of fanfic and videos and banners and photo-stories and comics and magazines and... you get the drift.

It's been nine years. Our little show only lasted 16 episodes, but it still lives on in our hearts. There's something about Moonlight that still inspires us. And even though this place gets a little quieter every year, it makes me happy to see old friends dropping by to read a story or catch up on a discussion of a favorite TV show. The fiery passion of those first few years has passed (probably a good thing, considering how much infighting it perpetuated back then!), but the glow remains. For me, the Moonlight will always shine. And I doubt if I'll ever be able to listen to "Love Remains the Same" without getting a huge lump in my throat.

I cherish the friends I've made because of our shared love of a magical little show.


Love,
Alle