I am hopelessly optimistic.

The little boy just paid us a visit. After playing nicely in the snow at -5° Celsius: “boys vs. girls”, building “baza”, sledding, Conrad invited the boy up for hot chocolate. He politely declined but an hour later his grandma called that he would like to come up. He never drank the hot chocolate, but everyone else did. We played Telephone, laughed out loud with the grandparents, (Conrad spiced up the telephone game with silliness) he explored all around our apartment and we let him. It was a very redeeming pleasant experience.

A lifetime ago it seems, we all started living our lives in different corners of the world. All of a sudden, living in such proximity in an adjustment in itself.