It may seem like another lonely holiday. One the pandemic has taken from us. But today the three of us, our little unit, found comfort in our small unit. We cooked all day, watched the parade, went on a family walk, watched a holiday movie. It was cozy. It was slow. It was good. I think there is wonder in that, finding the light. So much to be grateful for. So very much.
I drove by the building I spent a year and a half in before the pandemic hit. I realize I won’t spend much more time here, as I’ll move and finish my PhD from California. But I had missed this building. Working from home has been isolating at the least. Driving by it at night gave me a peace, a sense of community albeit imagined, like ghosts walking through an abandoned building.
I walk the same routes all the time. Like all the time. I heard a little yelp on this day from this sweet little Corgi. The wonder of unexpected delights!
We found this little half tunnel to stand on at the lake. When I stood on it, facing the lake, I felt like Jesus walking across water. The feels was fascinating and unexpected.
I took the photo, here are my two partners in exploration.