Sunlight on Wall

Eleven months ago, the truck arrived with most of the home’s contents. I remember looking up as I was up and down the stairs. The image above would have been similar to what I’d see about two hours into the three days of unpacking. We were in the middle of a surge in MN so the promised help from the parish was steered away–we were faithful in our quarantine.

By the end of the day, the light would have shone on the opposite wall, and then it would have been just the lamp in the ceiling.

It’s strange how sensory experiences bring back memories. I don’t know that lugging boxes and furniture up two flights of stairs–32 steps–was a happy time. But setting up a new home isn’t something to forget.

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Todd lives in Minnesota, serving a Catholic parish as a lay minister.
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