Ritual
They all greeted us—equally excited as us to be done with the drive. The warmth of that initial embrace, to be home again, was everything. A sense of ultimate community—people excited to see you, in a warm, familiar place.
They all greeted us—equally excited as us to be done with the drive. The warmth of that initial embrace, to be home again, was everything. A sense of ultimate community—people excited to see you, in a warm, familiar place.
When we grow up as kids, we come into this world not knowing much, and the routines our parents put in front of us become our own laws of physics. How would we know any better?
Encountering community is a gift—it’s like striking gold. It’s impossible to know how close you are to finding it or how close you are to losing it.