I dropped a friend off at the train station this morning. It was my pleasure to do so, and I felt glad to help him. He was leaving for a short trip over New Years, but seemed ambivalent to go.
In this wide world, with people being widely dispersed from family, our friends become a new surrogate family. Holidays with them become a shared time that reminds me of the many times I have worked on Christmas or Thanksgiving... One may not be at the workplace with family, but there is a feeling of shared camaraderie and closeness. Perhaps this is something that comes from being overseas too.
Anyway, I am glad to be useful.