I got a text one day last week that there was a vaccination event in my sister's town. It is 100 miles from my house, but I haven't seen my sister in half a year and I long to see her face. I have been trying to figure out if I am doing something wrong in my local vaccine registration. But, I decided to try to see if I could get into the one near my sister.
Long story short, I did. I got an appointment. I cried. With relief and joy. It means 400 miles of traveling by the time I drive back and forth to get the first and second shot. Of course, then later in the day I got a notice about a closer local clinic. But, I decided to keep the appointments I had. A bird in the hand and all that.
To me the vaccine is a step closer to getting out of the lonely prison of fear. I don't see people. I don't shop without intense thought and purpose. But, for me the biggest thing is--I haven't been to Mass in months except online. I want to receive Jesus in the Eucharist. I long for it. I long for Easter in church. Looking at the dates of my shots, it is just possible that I will pass the 2 week mark after the final shot before Easter. I might be able to be in actual church for Easter. Oh the joy! It feels like rebirth.
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