The past few days I’ve been watching all of the Harry Potter movies again. I finished the books last week, and so it made sense to have a Harry Potter movie marathon while Denise is out of town at a retreat. I especially enjoyed the last two books. They are highly entertaining and also kind of all about death and love.
About a week before Denise left on her retreat we stood in Washington Square Park and I gave her a plastic engagement ring (she’s Brazilian and didn’t really want an engagement ring) and asked her to marry me. I was nervous. She said yes.
And today I am sitting outside on this gorgeous day in the churchyard, which is really a graveyard. Someone is mowing the grass and there are construction sounds and I’m feeling pretty grateful to be alive among the living and the dead, those who have lived and loved and been laid to rest here.
It seems to me that these two things are at the heart of religion: love and death, that with God’s help we overcome our fears about the future, about the uncertainty and the uncertainties of life, and choose to love.