Talking to Strangers/How I've Morphed Into My Father
I took a trip to the Cayman Islands last week - well, really, just the one island: Grand Cayman. It was an amazing trip for multiple reasons. I was reflecting on it last night through the lens of this blog (looking for love and kindness in ordinary life). Jana and Em, two of my dear friends, were my companions on the trip. I love them dearly, but that's the easy answer. I realized my two favorite parts of the trip involved meeting new people. We spent the bookends of our trip staying at Jana's friends' house (though I think I can call them my friends now, too). Katie, Ryan and their boys opened their home and their lives to us in such generous ways. The boys gave up their room for 2 nights. Katie made delicious meals - both of which I have already copied and made for myself at home. They let us borrow their car to drive on the left side of the road around the island. And so much more. I loved having the opportunity to meet them and hear about their life on the isl