If I can offer you one small piece of advice: if at all possible, make the effort to see the people you love.

You’ll travel for hours. But then you’ll pull up to your friends house and you’ll walk in and there’s pasta and bread and salad and wine and you squeeze her fourth baby and her and feel so deeply at home in a place far from home.

This is the good stuff of life. This is why you make the drive and pack the car and take the stops and sit in the traffic. Because in the end, it is always, always worth it.

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