When in New Jersey....

The inevitability of a few nights sleep indoors has been creepin’. For me at least. 

This morning finds me in Morristown, New Jersey after my second of 3 nights at a hotel on the 8th floor. My mom is receiving her Doctorite of Ministry from Drew University and I’ve come to watch her walk. Yesterday I watched as she was hooded; A ceremony where each doctoral candidate is lauded and then draped with a shawl around their necks.  The mood in the room was stuffy.... and also joyous and celebratory and full of love. Students of all ages, colors, and sizes processed. I was surrounded by women and men from many different countries and economic back grounds. You know.... just like I am when at home in Boulder. :/  It was a beautiful thing.  

As has the whole of my trip been. I can’t really call it a vacation. Those are things where I lay on the beach, with my husband or best friend. But this has some of the lazy qualities of much needed time away. Time alone with coffee in bed and my lap top. Falling asleep to the tv. Wine at lunch. All good things.

So while I haven’t woken in the middle of the nights to stars over head or the feeling of fresh mountain air against my skin, I have risen with the sun and all it’s colorful glory over a sea of trees. 

Me and the Reverend Doctor.