We are Under Lucky Stars, we make beautiful star maps showing the alignment of the stars in a place and date chosen by you.
Everyone has that special moment in their life that is worth making into a star map.
We asked you to tell us about yours.
Here are some of our favorites stories.
By Sunny J.
On January 20th, 2005 I had the pleasure of going out on a date with a wonderful man. At that very moment, of 10:38pm, we had our very first kiss under the stars. I know this because we still have the time stamped bill where he paid for our drinks and then we walked outside to the parking lot.
That sweet man has been my devoted loving husband for 14 years!
Published on June 21, 2019, 7:02 pm
By Matthew S
6108 Chester Street is a special location to both my wife and myself.
It is the location of the church which we were married in, and we happened to be married there on June 4th, 2010 at 6 PM. But, our fondness of this location does not stop there. I grew up in that church. I met and still have great friends from that church, 16 years later. I learned to play guitar and bass which I continue to do today, while at that church. I experienced a great loss of a building which held some treasured memories when that building caught fire and burnt down. I experienced great joy when we rebuilt in that same location. I then was able to experience some of the greatest joys I ever had at that time, when my wife, who I was newly dating, was baptized in that church. After this, we began to begin something we enjoy still to this day, singing and praising together in the church. My future wife began a job at that church, which she worked at until we moved out of state as I began my career.
Fast forward a few years and my sister and brother-in-law were married in this church. After that, my wife and I were married in that church. The pastor and his wife, who had since moved away, made a special trip down from Nebraska to marry us. Our dog, Tim, who is now fifteen years old, got to be Man's Best Friend, and ring bearer, for the wedding. But, perhaps, he became bored, because he fell asleep at the altar. My groomsmen, all but one in the military, were able to come back and join us for this special occasion. This church holds so many memories for us, both good and bad, but the greatest of which occurred on June 4th, 2010 at 6 PM. We were married. We became one before God and our family and friends. We began the special journey of life together. We began the foundation for our faith and lives that we carry on today and will pass on to our two children.
Without this church, and this date, we would not be where we are today.
Published on October 12, 2018, 1:46 pm
By Lillian D
I walked up to this tiny cabin in the middle of the Arcata forest, bright light was flowing out of the windows and music was floating out of the small crack in the kitchen window.
I knocked on the old wooden door and I heard scrambling and the door unlock. She opens; her smile is wide and hits right at my heart. Our third date, and I can tell she is nervous by the way she is scampering around the kitchen trying to cook for me. We eat on the floor, not a single chair in the whole place, which is romantically perfect. Conversation is easy, with silences filled with giggles of anticipation.
We have no idea what the evening was going to have in store for us, but we were comforted by the fact that it was with each other. Never have I been so intrigued, inspired, and flustered by a woman like this before. My normal confidence was left outside when she opened that door. While she washes the dishes, I am overwhelmed by how she makes my chest ache and my skin tingle. I had to feel her in my arms. I get the courage to kiss her, and we melt into our own world. We breathed our whole bodies in. For a moment we are just looking at the others face, me memorizing how her eyes are shining and wide with wonder. She took a deep preparing breath, and asked me if I would lay with her under the stars.
She wanted to lay in my arms, under her skylight before she moved out of the cabin. I could not imagine a more spectacular way to end the evening. We climbed up onto her loft, and simply laid together. We were silent in the stillness of the October darkness. The branches above the skylight danced with the wind against the lighted night sky. We stared at the constellations as she moved closer to me, intertwining our legs and fingers. I felt her inhale against my ear and I turned into her kiss.
Whenever we talk of this night and she tells me it the night she fell in love. That night, in her cabin, under the skylight, looking at the stars, is the night we started falling in love with one another.
Published on October 12, 2018, 1:43 pm
By Amanda G
During the last month of my second year of college, I started dating with my best friend.
We never put a label on it because he wasn't planning on returning to school the following year. We said goodbye for what we thought would be forever since he was going home to San Fransisco and I was living in New York. A few months prior, I had decided to go on a solo trip to Europe at the end of the spring semester, which I thought would go smoothly. I was wrong. The moment I stepped foot on the plane to London I was miserable. I missed my best friend/no-label-boyfriend and cried every single day I was in London. On the third day of my Europe trip, it was time to go to Paris where, again, I was sad. This time it was worse because I was in the City of Love all by myself!
Around 10:30pm that evening there was a knock on the door, I moped myself to the door, and it was him! He flew all the way from San Francisco to Paris to surprise me since he knew I was so down. We went for a walk that night to the Eiffel Tower and at 11:06pm standing in front of the tower we hugged and cried and made it official - we were boyfriend and girlfriend.
Published on May 1, 2018, 10:48 am
By Connor S
One month before I was meant to move to Ireland on a year-long work visa, I went to a concert in Philadelphia by myself. The band is called Little Green Cars. After the show, I happened to hear a group of people with Irish accents. I started talking with them about how I was moving to Ireland but didn’t know where I was going to live. They suggested Galway, Ireland (where they went to school). I took their advice, and moved there in May of 2016, not knowing a soul.
A few months later in August, I told a new friend of mine this story and sure enough, he knew the people I had met back home in Philadelphia! He told me they would be at his house party. I ended up having a great conversation with one of the Irish girls I met Philadelphia. The next party she was at, we ended up gazing at the stars together in the backyard. I pointed out some of the constellations I knew. Two months later we were dating, and a year after our star gazing, we eloped.
April 20th, 2016, around 11pm is when I met the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. The caption “It’s Easy To Fall In Love With You” is from a song by the Little Green Cars.
Published on May 1, 2018, 10:29 am
By Jared M
My girlfriend is half-Peruvian, on her father's side.
She didn’t grow up knowing him so she wasn’t able to really learn about her Spanish heritage. After we met, she began to have a father-daughter relationship with him and have grown quite close. I knew she always wanted to learn more of her Peruvian side so we spoke of visiting Machu Picchu in Peru one day.
After two years of dating, I decided I wanted to be with her forever. My mother had passed away when I was young and my sister had her old engagement ring but she lives in Chile. I wanted to create a new ring with my mother's diamonds and ask my girlfriend to marry me. The only way to do this was to have the ring made in Chile and have my sister meet me somewhere halfway, we live in Miami Florida. I had the ring made and decided this was the time to plan the trip to Peru and Machu Picchu. And what more magical place to propose I thought! So I did everything I could to organize her dream trip to her unknown homeland possible.
On March 28th atop one of the seven wonders of the world, I made her mine forever.
Published on May 1, 2018, 10:23 am
By Travis D
On the 13th of September, 2013 I finally married the girl of my dreams.
I had a crush on her from the moment I met here at the grade school but never got up the courage to go for it. We were best friends in High School and went separate ways after that. Then I heard she was getting married and I was happy for her, of course, but secretly devastated. I thought I had lost my chance forever. I regretted every missed opportunity and every time I should have told her how I felt. However, the universe works in mysterious ways, and not too long after that, I heard they had separated. I didn't hesitate. I got in touch with her immediately and it was as nothing had changed. She was the same girl I was crazy about most of my life, but this time I let her know. I wasn't going to miss my shot again. We went walking in our town during the days, and spent our nights out under the stars. I had finally found someone to share in my more nerdy hobbies. I taught her about the stars and constellations. And she taught me again what it was like to be truly happy.
I knew from our first official date I was going to marry her, and it didn't take me long to ask. I had done enough waiting for this to happen. We always had fun together in our own little world and liked things to be our way. So Friday the 13th seemed like the perfect choice. It was the happiest day of my life and it has been amazing ever since then.
About a year later we got a telescope and continued our little adventures under the stars with meteor showers and lunar eclipses and so on. I thought this star chart would be a perfect birthday gift for her and she loves it. We were married outside so it is even more fitting to have a star chart for that date and time.
Published on May 1, 2018, 9:41 am
By Boats M
My boyfriend and I began dating on April 15, 2017 at 5:49am. We had met in my hometown of Charlottesville, VA, and became very close friends about a month beforehand.
We had discovered at that time that we both love stars, and decided to go out stargazing together that night. The stars have a way of making people talk deeply to one another, and during our deep discussion, a shooting star made its way across the night sky. I made my wish and he made his. And while I don't know what he wished for that night, my wish came true.
Not long after our shooting star, we kissed under the light of the night sky. We are both Irish, and I wear a claddagh ring, which symbolizes one's relationship status based on how you wear it. After talking for hours, pacing around the room, and discussing what our future together would be like, at 5:49am he turned my claddagh ring around, and we were officially together.
I got him this star chart for our one year anniversary, so we can always remember the stars of the night our journey together began.
Published on May 1, 2018, 9:10 am
By Derrek Q
My wife and I had been trying to have children for almost six years. We tried everything.
Then in 2015, we found out she was expecting. We were overjoyed. We planned, renovated, and got everything ready for our little bundle of joy. Two months into the pregnancy, the doctor told us the surprising news. Twins. Not one, but two. We couldn't be happier, scared, and nervous. We went through everything again getting ready for two more family members. Two cribs, two car seats, two high chairs. Everything was coming together.
Then the unthinkable happened. One had died in the womb. We were devastated. The next day, we lost the second twin. We were heartbroken. Then my wife developed a hemorrhage. Surgery right away. I almost lost her too. She barely survived. We were told it was highly unlikely she would ever conceive again. Our hopes and dreams were taken from us in less than a week.
After a year-long recovery, we started getting back to normal. One morning, my wife was very ill. I took her to the DR. After a few tests, the doctor informed us she was pregnant. We were stunned. So after nine months of bed rest, on January 3rd, 2017 at 2:30pm, our daughter was born. Happy and healthy. Mom did just great, happy and healthy as well. Our family was finally whole. After the devastation we went through to the miracle we were blessed with, I had to commemorate our little miracle and the day our family became whole.
Published on March 19, 2018, 4:05 pm
By Madalyn A
The Fall of 2016 was my first semester at college, which means it was also my first time living so far away from home.
I was hopeful at the beginning, but by October, I was incredibly homesick. To top it off, my high school relationship was falling apart and becoming very unhealthy. And then, on my birthday, I started talking to Him. We instantly became the best of friends. He helped me with schoolwork, got me going to church again, and helped me realize how terrible of a relationship I was in. We would stay up way too late talking almost every night. Little by little, I was falling in love with him, but I wouldn’t admit it.
Then came December 16th - the day we were all leaving to go home for Christmas break. I had slept the entire night in his lap, where I fell asleep talking. He stopped by my room the next morning to get my vacuum cleaner, or so I thought. The look on his face said otherwise. A friend of his from school had passed away that morning. We hugged for a long time and then sat in silence, soaking up each other’s company. When it was time to leave, he helped me pack my car full of too many suitcases that I can never seem to get down. My plan for the day was to go by my current boyfriend’s apartment on the way home and break up. It had come to that point, but I was still so nervous.
Right before I left, he gave me a hug. While holding me ever-so tight, he said, “If I’ve learned anything today, it’s that life is too short. We don’t know when it’s going to end. So do what makes You happy today. It’s worth it". I cried the entire way home. I knew right then that I was madly in love with him.
A few months later, he became my boyfriend, and now I can’t imagine life any other way.
Published on March 15, 2018, 3:45 pm
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