This week I celebrate.
Because, amidst the sadness, there is much to revel in. Maya has finished university (and will, hopefully, have her graduation ceremony in November), my father has recovered from his fall last October, and spring is here.
Although we only had two days of sun sandwiched in between the rain this week, the temperature is divine and everything in Brooklyn continues to bloom. And, New York City has opened up seven miles of streets this weekend, allowing for more people to walk while socially distancing. Now Prospect Park seems wider, as more people can enjoy its glories from afar.
In New Orleans there is the tradition of the Second Line – a celebration of life and death. This week begins my Second Line – it’s time to appreciate all that is good out there.
Even in a pandemic.