Close Despite the Distances

If any good can come of the theft of my wal­let, it’s that I was reminded of how many fam­ily and friends, spread across many time zones and a cou­ple con­ti­nents are there, car­ing what hap­pens, and offer­ing words of reas­sur­ance. It does make it easier.

Next week I’ll be trav­el­ing to Bal­ti­more to see my par­ents, and then up to Dublin, New Hamp­shire, for the 35^th Reunion of The Walden School, an orga­ni­za­tion and group of peo­ple who I also feel close to, despite the phys­i­cal (and tem­po­ral) distances.

I’m very happy that despite the fact that I’ve moved around a lot in my life, I’ve man­aged to keep friend­ships and other close rela­tion­ships alive and active. I hope that will always be the case.