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Sundays are for Star Wars
Finding solace in a galaxy far, far away
My husband and I are Star Wars fans. Before digital streaming was a thing, I bought him the DVDs. I’m pretty sure there may be dusty VHS tapes somehwere. Yes, we’re that old.
We have four children ranging from soon-to-be kindergartner to soon-to-be high schooler. There are plastic light sabers all over the house which can be picked up at a moment’s notice. We even have costumes as we decided one Halloween to be different Star Wars characters.
In February, I had been diagnosed with HER2+ breast cancer and had the lumpectomy just a month before my state went into lockdown. My chest port procedure was done three days after lockdown. I started chemotherapy a week later. As we were dealing with all of that, the kids were home full-time without school, friends, or activities to distract them.
Bickering is a constant state in my house. While we all love each other, we don’t always get along. But one thing we can agree on is our love for Star Wars. And in a galaxy far, far away we have found comfort as good triumphs over evil. As the Rebel Alliance fights against the Empire we find hope.
During the beginning of the pandemic we started our weekly foray into another galaxy with A New Hope, which in retrospect seems fitting in these times…
