One of the best aspects of living in Europe is becoming friends with fascinating people from all over the world. But the problem with those international friends is that they are often transient, so I end up saying goodbye too much. That’s hard. And it’s happening again. On Friday, I hosted a dinner party for my friends Maria and Alessandro who are moving to Dublin. I hate to see them go.
In a classic small world type of story, I met Maria here in Stockholm. But before we each moved here, we lived on the same small street in Cincinnati at the same time. We never met there, although in the course of our friendship here we discovered that we were at many of the same events there. Why we never met in Cincy is a mystery. But at least we met here. And I do know that I will keep in touch with this fun-loving friend who has followed a similar path to me in so many ways.
On the bright side: at least I have cool friends to visit in Dublin now.