I returned, last night, from San Jose del Cabo. It was the second year I traveled to Mexico solo, and like last time I was totally prepared to spend a silent week swimming and walking the beach. Having trashed my poor feet-bottoms on hours of rough-sand walking the first day, well, the swim-up bar became rather inviting. And so, up I swam. I think a lot about the people that we come across in our lives and as we travel. I think about all the times I've needed a warm meal, bed, or smile and probably didn't even realize at the time how desperately. I think how, in these moments, people are like angels that become instant friends. These experiences bore holes straight into my (otherwise guarded) heart.
Thank you, Brian, Emilee, Tina, Danny, and Brad—my forever friends.