Pfizer Dose 1
It’s easy to romanticize the experience of getting vaccinated. For me, it was a fairly ordinary civic duty merged with traffic to downtown Philly, hunting for a parking spaces, hitting a pothole or twelve, and waiting in a line in temperatures 20° colder than yesterday. PA weather this time of year is dumb.
The morning was also surrounded by a stop at the Belmont Plateau, where I began a virtual retreat for the next two days, conversations with a former seminary intern coincidentally behind me in line, and a walk along the so-very empty pathway on the Delaware River where padlocks and chalk art call out for hope. In these spaces, I was reminded of the connectional realities of not only the church, but also and more belovedly- the human family. This commonality is the sacred Energy that made this day possible for so many before and after my single-dose injection.
You are loved to love.