The final destination of our December road trip was Boston, where our youngest daughter, Mariah, is in her third year of college. Following our time spent in Ohio with family and dealing with the death of Cindy’s dad, Cindy, Mariah, and I drove the 11+ hours to Boston in one day, on December 23rd. The steady rain/drizzle, fog, and occasionally heavy traffic made it one of the most miserable, stressful days of driving I’ve experienced. But, thankfully, we arrived safely.
The morning of Christmas Eve was for relaxing and recovery from the previous day’s trip. The evening was spent in joyous celebration of the birth of Christ. Cindy and I walked in the rain for 1.5 miles to the Cathedral of the Holy Cross to celebrate a late afternoon Christmas mass. Holy Cross is the largest Roman Catholic church in New England and is a magnificent edifice dating from the 1860s-70s. What a wonderful experience!
After mass, we took a taxi back to the waterfront and enjoyed a fine Christmas dinner at one of our favorite places, Chart House. Then it was on for more celebration. We walked through little Italy to the north end of Boston to the oldest standing church building in Boston, the Old North Church, from which the famous “one if by land, two if by sea” signal was sent on April 18, 1775 during the American Revolution. The first half hour of the Festival Holy Eucharist which began at 10:30 was dedicated to the rapturous Gloria, composed by Late Baroque composer Baldassare Galuppi (1706-1785). Wow! How beautiful to sit in such a historic church building, flooded with glorious music from the choir and orchestra. The music was followed by a wonderful service in which we were reminded of the conciliatory meaning of Christ’s incarnation and advent.
Christmas day was spent with Mariah, and her boyfriend, Murilo. We enjoyed a time of gift-giving, dinner at Legal Seafood (one of the few dining establishments open on Christmas day), and a movie (Night at the Museum 3). We are thankful that we were able to spend this time together.
The next day, I flew back to Lakeland and Cindy flew back to Ohio. I will finish up my string of shifts on Sunday, and then, on Monday, we will both fly back to Beatitude. Our respective flights from Lakeland and Cleveland converge in Ft. Lauderdale, where we will be reunited on a flight back to the Bahamas.