Twenty years passed.
I didn't see another lightning bug again until I went to Bonnaroo in 2010. The same feeling came back to me as if I was still a little girl, watching from inside the cabin.
Now, almost every night when I walk through my neighborhood, I see lightning bugs. I still feel the magic I did when I was three, now that I'm almost 27 (one more week!).
It's strange how such a simple thing can bring one immediately back to "the now."
I am so grateful for my life. I'm not religious, but I'm convinced that I'm blessed.