Could your faith in humanity use a little boost? I hear that. Last week I took a train from NYC to Danbury and arrived after dark. My family was a few minutes late picking me up, and the few disembarking passengers dispersed into waiting cars or drove off on their own, leaving just me and another woman. We smiled and nodded, aware of the very quiet and dark surroundings. The woman asked me if I was being picked up. I responded yes and asked her the same. I said that I would be happy to wait until her ride arrived, and she said she was just going to offer the same. Both of our rides pulled up a minute or so later. As we left I said, “Thanks for looking out for me. I don’t think people do that enough for one another.” She said, “Well, in the city, there are almost always people around, so I think people don’t think of it as much.” I said I thought that was very right.
We said goodbye, got into our cars, and left. But it got me thinking that people who are alone or anxious or feeling unsafe might not always be so visible. And that maybe we should also remember to check in with each other a little bit more. Especially on our neighbors who might not be standing in a deserted parking lot but still feeling alone and in need of a friendly “Hey, how are you doing?”
As we submerge ourselves in back-to-school and the brisker pace of fall, I will try to do more of that. And of course, for many of us, food is our love language. (I loved Melissa Kirsch’s discussion of the concept of love languages in the New York Times!) So maybe make an extra plate, wrap up a few scones, or share some granola with someone who might appreciate the gesture. Not to mention the food.
I’ll wait for any of you to catch your ride!
Let’s get into that fabulous early fall food, shall we? I’m sorry to see summer end . . . but very excited about cooler weather cooking.