Dear Cristina,
This past Tuesday March 24th was my errand day. The Munroe Center was going to be closed at noon by order of the Governor so I wanted to get there in time to get some supplies from my studio. There were hardly any cars in the parking lot, just the vehicles belonging to the window guys as they worked away healing the Munroe Center, nourishing its beauty, nurturing its grand windows. The lights were out in the building but every door was open - either wide or ajar - so the workers could easily move from room to room. Your office was open, all the studios were open, every door was open at least a crack. The building felt alive. On that closed-up shut-down day of fear and mistrust of even the air we breathe, everything was open and trusting...and full of possibility. And that is what the Munroe Center is - a building that epitomizes possibility as it said, "don't worry, my doors are open, even when you aren't here. I will hold these spaces for when you get back, for the love of creativity, for the love of dance, of song, of music, of art...the air flows through me to feed you...". And on my last trip out of the building I noticed a tiny red heart sticker in the lower left window of the door by the mailboxes. It might have always been there but this was the first time I noticed it. I took some pictures looking out the window to Mass Ave and that grand house across the street. The Munroe Center is one of the real heartbeats of Lexington and its veins and arteries were wide open that day. And that little red heart sticker in the lower left corner of that window spoke volumes as it said "go home and rest - I will be here when you return, my doors will be open, and my heart will be open too...".
- I send you my best and I hope you are all doing really well, Judith Ellen Sanders
