I went up to the city yesterday to meet my grandmother and her dear friend Fran. We went to the Turkish Consulate and to lunch (and of course, Ghirardelli's) before parting. On the train ride into the city I met Jill who was going up for her job. We talked and laughed as always. I love that old friends can pick up where they left off no matter what.
On the way home, I sat next to a woman named Holly. She had to go home early from her law office because her dog Hank was sick. We hit it off immediately. She was Polish. We talked about traveling, dogs, unique homes, sisters, life in general. She told me about the family she lost in the Holocaust when the Nazis occupied Poland. Really, I feel in love. She was such a sincere person, we talked the whole hour and a half back to Dunes Park. My favorite thing she said was that I had "smiling eyes." It's nice to get a real compliment every once in a while.