I couldn’t resist the chance to be out there on Valentine’s Day. A little later than usual. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my regular mittens and hat. So my fingers were nearly frozen by the end. Cold hands, warm heart.
At one point as I waved someone yelled from lanes away at the stop light: “Who are you?” I yelled back, “Just trying to spread a little joy.” Should I have yelled back: “I’m Claire!” or “I am Balloon Pastor!” ? it feels like one of those existential questions…Who am I?
The best Valentine highlight: seeing my husband in the car across Little Patuxent as he left the house to pick up the kids. Enthusiastic waves to the one who supports me in this venture and makes the corner possible. And love to the kids who turned our table into a heart and sparkle explosion as they ripped open all the joy-filled messages from their friends.
I know Valentine’s isn’t awesome for all. It hasn’t always been something to look forward to on this end. Thoughts with those navigating unpleasant relational waters in this season. Or perhaps this is a season of grief or uncertainty. Hoping there was and is some joy awaiting you at some point on the path soon.
Communal Heart Space for All:
Sacred Garden Party, February 15, 5-9 p.m.
Tickets $25 at the door to benefit The Sacred Garden
Kittamaqundi Community Church | 5410 Leaf Treader Way | Columbia, MD
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