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 35th 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.