The weekend is over. Luckily, it was productive in more ways than one. Not only did I make needed money, but I brushed up on my Spanish (somewhat) and I was also able to see friends, and network a bit.
I am completely overwhelmed by the generosity of those around me. My (biological) family has always done so much for me, but I also feel so much love and kindness from my close friends, or my OTHER family. I am always well taken care of. Sometimes a trade of goods or services is involved, but the exchanges I engage in with friends are close and pesronal; not like what I would describe as a plastic commercialism-type feel. I am truly part of a community. Trades are not so much self-oriented, but intended to benefit everyone equally, on many levels. Maybe some great examples to qualify said statements will come up in the future... All I know is that I have several places to crash, I have food to eat, and several bicycles to ride when I am in "God's Country"/Morehead City/Beaufort, E. NC. I do not own a car, but transportation is often not an issue...
EXCEPT when I want (need) to see much of my biological family. Thinking about seeing them sometimes brings about feelings of nostalgia and sadness, because I am unable to give as much attention as I want to those that have done the most for me. The best I can do is make the people I love proud of me. Hopefully I will make my ritual trek across NC relatively soon. This will start in Wilmington or New Bern, ending somewhere in the foothills, before I make my way back east.
What is going on in Louisiana? I guess the same scenario will occur in NC if we allow drilling. That has been my final thought several nights this week, and as such, a fitting conclusion for today's post.