Monday, April 5, 2010

April 5th on the LIRR towards NYC

Monday after an extended vacation, is like living through a fog. Come to think of it yesterday morning, Easter Sunday began with a fog. We woke up sort of late, enough time to make the 9 AM service, but entirely missed the sunrise service at Cedar beach. I’m curious to know who was there, how many attended? Joe and Diana met us at church and we sat upstairs. Afterwards, we had a delicious brunch at Lombardi’s on the sound and posed for our portraits on the deck overlooking the Long Island Sound.
This was Dr. Rev Diane’s last Sunday before a three month sabbatical, and we vowed not to speak to her during this break, but of course I thought, she doesn’t know about Killer Commute, but she will. There’s that loss. The feeling that I can’t speak to someone, or see something ever again, like seeing an animal on the verge of extinction on display in a zoo – there is a sense of panic. This is different. She will be back in July in time for the chicken BBQ and I sound just like a country bumpkin. She will know about the novel in her time. I remember when we were in Guatemala; she told me she needed a break. Breaks are good. Being a church leader must be hard, like being the sole parent for hundreds, offering guidance and spiritual nourishment. I hope she enjoys this time, gardening and fining peace amongst the soil and herbs. Maybe she’d teach us a few things when she gets back?

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