I went to a birthday party for a good friend on Sunday afternoon. When I walked into the house, I looked around and realized I knew only one person there, the hostess (and then the birthday boy when he arrived). The next couple to come turned out to be my vet and his wife, people I was very happy to see again (as I have been dogless for a few years now) and renew a friendship. (He was part of a long-time poker group with my friend.) Then while talking to another woman, I discovered she was the sister of the husband of a friend (who had both visited me the previous weekend) and the connections continued until by the time I left, there were only about two people out of the 15 or so at the party that I didn’t have a related storyline.
After everyone left, I sat out on the back deck in the warm sun with the hostess and we talked for a couple of hours. It was an unusually brilliant Spring day, the world growing smaller and warmer with every turn of the clock. Of course it is raining again today, but that doesn’t change yesterday.