Had a visit from a friend over the weekend. It was nice to walk the streets with him. Just chatting and stopping off for a drink. We ate and talked. I made him a cup of coffee in my small rooms and just the act of preparing a simple snack for someone...I felt a goodness and delight in it.
Many of us are disconnected geographically from family, and it is the other people that we come to know that sort of become like a family. We cross tracks with people, sometimes temporarily...But we have to keep ourselves open to meeting others and learning from each person.