Today is a little bittersweet for me. It’s Mama’s birthday, so lunch and . . . CAKE! But it’s my last “Movie Sunday” with Daddy. Once he and Mama were fully vaccinated, she was MORE than ready to go back to church, but Daddy’s still not quite up to it. So while Dave and I waited (and waited) to get our shots, I’ve been going out on Sundays and sharing a movie morning with Daddy while The Boss is at church.
To explain: Daddy and I both love movies—I mean LOVE movies. Mama . . . not so much. She can’t sit still long enough to get through one (unless it’s Robert Redford in the The Way We Were). She and I have always had our girl time together, but I haven’t had much time, especially lately, with just Daddy and me. It took a pandemic. These Sundays have been pretty special—just the two of us and a big bowl of popcorn, watching Gary Cooper and Judy Holliday and Sidney Poitier.
Mother’s Day will be my first Sunday back at church in over a year. I’ve missed two Easters and Christmas. And I’ve missed our church family. I’ve missed the fellowship. But I also know that time with Daddy is a treasure I need to hold onto. Movie Sundays might have to become Movie Fridays, but I’m not ready to quit riding the range with Daddy and Gary Cooper. And I’m very lucky that Dave is just fine with giving us time to saddle up.
If months of separation and isolation have taught us anything, it’s that we should treasure the people we love and every minute we can spend with them. Human connection teaches us so much about our connection with God. Both are gifts.
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