it’s been 792 days since that red-ringed virus shut down the world as we know it. all sorts of events got pushed off to the side, and plenty others — too many others — happened anyway, though no one was allowed to gather, to convene to absorb each other’s pain or amplify the joy of sweet triumphs large or small or somewhere cozily in the middle.
a kid i love made it across one of the toughest finish lines of his life back in may of 2020. turned in a book-length dissertation, crossed off the last of the law school to-do’s, and promptly slept in the morning his law school zoomed some semblance of quasi graduation.
they promised they’d make it up down the road, whenever ol’ covid relinquished its grip, let humans be human again. that moment, allegedly, is now. (though a good part of me is not so sure the grip is much relinquished as we were dashing to the pharmacy the other night for a friend who fell ill with covid for the third time since this all started and needed us to grab a prescription of paxlovid, the anti-viral wonder drug, and on our one little block, house after house is sealed shut for the cases of covid brewing inside.)
so we’re leaping into the unknown, taking our chances, flapping our wings new york way, and motoring up interstate 95, along the connecticut coast, where, come saturday morning, all four of our little family will convene with all the gusto we can muster there on an old campus where the classes of 2020 and 2021 get to make it official.
after all that separation, the simple magnificence of being together, being able to see the gleam in the eyes of the ones we love most, being able to wipe away a tear in real time, squeeze hands while walking through nothing so fancy as a parking garage: that is the definition of blessing.
despite its many deprivations, one good thing about these pandemic years is that it’s made the simple miracle of being together all the sweeter, more succulent.
there is catching up to be done, in the wake of red-ringed abductor of so many lives and so very much living.
so, two years after the fact, we are ditching long distance, saying no thank you to zoom. doesn’t matter to me if it’s two years too late. we’re going to be there. we’re going to hear that kid’s name when it’s called, and we’re going to watch that lope i know so well as he makes his way across the stage. i imagine i’ll be rifling through a cerebral cortex of memories, the late nights we stayed on the phone, the trips to the emergency room, the hours and hours i worried about how many days he’d gone without sleep, fueled on coffee and fumes. and i know i’ll be thinking all the way back to the start of it all, back to the very last thing he said to us, there on the sidewalk the morning we left him at law school, after we’d moved him in, made the requisite rounds of trips to IKEA for bookshelves that would not withstand the weight of all his books. he gave his papa a sturdy handshake, looked him in the eye, and said with all the certainty we had worked for and prayed for all those years: “thank you for everything; i’ll take it from here.”
and he did. and he does…
and that is the joy and the love beyond words that will be pulsing so loudly as i sit on the edge of my chair gulping back tears and holy hallelujahs.
God bless you, always, sweet Will. and thank you. love, always, your very own mama.
what catching up are you doing these days?
Congratulations to Will and blessings to you four on the in-person celebration you finally get to have! xo
Congratulations to Will and to all of you! Enjoy your time together. It is rather magical to be out and about and and once again doing something that we used to take for granted.
Amen to that, dear Denise!!!
I am in awe of the sons you and B have raised – launched on their journey discovering and developing their gifts and learning just how they may use them to heal the ills of our world. 😌
Those are the very words of my prayer: may they use their gifts to heal the ills of our world. Or at least make a dent. ❤️
Congratulations to your Will! I’m so happy to read that you will finally have the opportunity to celebrate his graduation!
Bless you, dear Jack. As we wrap up our days in New Haven and New York, I too am thanking the heavens for these days spent together. It is indeed all the sweeter for the knowledge that none of this is to be taken for one but granted…..
I hope that Will’s long overdo graduation ceremony was magical for all of you! We just returned from our very own magical weekend in the rolling hills of Alabama, as our eldest son was married on Saturday! It’s a second marriage for both he and his bride, and they couldn’t be more perfect for one another. True soul mates! Their joy was infectious-I can’t stop pulling out my phone to share all of my photos and tell all of my stories of that beautiful day with anyone who cares to look and listen. I’ll be home next week to share all of it with you, Barbie! And I can’t wait to see all of your photos and hear all of your stories about Will’s amazing achievement!
Oh dear gracious!! How heavenly! And so sorry I didn’t even know this lovely note was here waiting to be plucked up and read. Xox