A Tough Sunday: #Writingintotheday #15

Yesterday we were on a roller coaster controlled by Mother Nature.  That deadly mix of rain and ice made a trip to Ellenville impossible, even though Tuvia was not convinced.  I tend to accept as gospel, the words of the National Weather Service and my NBC weather team and images of highways closed.

The plan  was to meet up with my brother and sister-in-law, visiting from Israel.  But soon those plans were scuttled.  Driving north to our family home to see my dad would be hard with the NYS Thruway closed.

But there’s no way that Tuvia could stay cooped up in the house for the day, so in the early afternoon, as the temperatures  started to rise, we carefully headed out to the Tom Sawyer Diner down the street and then a bit farther to the movies in Ridgewood.

The diner on a Sunday, usually packed, was almost empty and we were welcomed with open arms by staff who recounted their weather dramas just arriving early for work.  Then, back out on ghostly roads, Ridgewood was silent with curbs still icy to the step and the theater empty at first.

We opted for the American Sniper.  A big mistake.  The story of an American soldier, known for his snipper talents almost loses himself in the revolving door of tours to Iraq.  Good thing he only had 4, I couldn’t have taken another one. Tuvia was right with me.   Like the movie Broken, I think we went though too much war and not enough adjustment to life back home, their journeys back to their humanity.

It was just  more than I could take.  Movies need to give me a fuller understanding of the human condition.  Honestly, I stayed a bit longer in the bathroom just to soften the sounds of the guns and  after 2 1/2hours back outside, the rain continued to beat down on us, even after we were beaten up inside.

We needed that drink last night and sunshine this morning 🙂


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