I couldn’t have imagined a better time with my friends, Lyndon and Pieter. They are completely amazing people that i would do anything for. Pieter calls this ‘chosen family.’ I am blessed to know these people not let alone be a part of their tribe. Both of them have been my friends during the good times, the bad and the transformative times. I have also been there for them during their marriage, a death and those times in life where there no answers just support.

I cried as I walked back to my apartment after seeing them off with both of their heads buried in their phones as the van took them to the airport. I cried because I am so lucky to have people like them in my life. Tears fell because the fun had to stop for this visit. Now, I am sad because they returned to being just short of 8,000 miles away.

I am realistic in the fact that we will see each other again. I have to remember this in my sadness. If I brought yogic thinking into this I would be indifferent to if they were in my presence or not. However, there are just some people that you want to stick around a little longer or for as long as you can. We are all so independent of each other but very dependent on on another. This perfect push and pull that exists among friends.

We went to temples. We went to markets. We went to the mall. We went all over Mumbai and it was just love all over the place. It was amazing to see their faces as their circumstances changed from the norms that they are used to to the norms that I am now used to.

Their visit was a success and one for the books. Our last full night together, we went to a place called the Finch. We enjoyed cocktails and great food. We spent three hours laughing, singing and talking like people that love each other do. I can’t wait to spend time with them again very soon.