Today we met up with a friend of my father’s when he was growing up. He was there in the same city we have been staying in for vacation lately. We have both been staying in the same city for vacation as the years have gone on and never really got together or knew about the whereabouts of the opposite family. As we sat there talk one of them mentioned something that hit me a little hard when I came to the realization- how many times might we have passed each other in the city and not even realize it? We’ve both been here all this time and we don’t even know if we’ve seen each other multiple times. It’s a small world we take for granted isn’t it? One of the most fun families I’ve ever met and I’ve had all this time to.