Host most


I haven’t been writing a lot the past month, maybe you noticed. I could use the excuse of moving and getting settled into my new place, but that is really only a small part of the story. The rest of it involves a mild depression over some things that are out of my control, and that perhaps I will go into one day. But for now, I am putting them aside and will trudge on through as if they don’t exist. My parents are visiting today, and will be here until Sunday. I am excited to finally be able to welcome people into my home here in New York. It has been a very long time since I was set up to be able to be a good host. One of the things that struck me so strongly during my travels was how amazingly hospitable and welcoming people were to me, everywhere I went. I promised myself that as soon as I could I would try to return the favor by being a good host wherever I landed. Mostly I think our culture tends to be quite guarded about welcoming people into our homes. Perhaps it is the implied intimacy or the vulnerability, but I think we would all do well to open ourselves up more to guests and the wonderful variety of interactions and outlooks they bring with them. I have already begun to invite people from far away places to come stay, and I look forward to seeing them and sharing this amazing city with them.


  1. IQ says:

    Have a great time with the fam!