A Different Saturday
March 23, 2021
Usually by this time, we would be in our seats in the church quietly chatting about our session choices and the best routes to take. I’d be peeking around to see if I could spot Jess.
Usually by this time, I would be a little tired and disheveled, a little over-caffeinated and underfed after a predawn drive to NY from Boston.
Usually by this time, I would be excited and also already tired, but ready to be filled up.
This Saturday, I am ready to be filled up. I did get up before dawn. But I took a shower, walked the dog, made coffee, checked by NCAA bracket, put up my Spring wreath and casually planned out my day. I have on my sweatpants and a ratty old sweater. I’m texting my friends and I have on no shoes.
This Saturday, I won’t have to rush from building to building and room to room.
I won’t eat dinner in our favorite after reunion Italian restaurant or have cookies from Levain’s.
I won’t arrive home later tonight exhausted and yet energized.
I’m still looking forward to the learning.
It seems perfect that it’s the first day of spring.