Who is my brother? Who is my neighbour? Who is my friend?

Mixed feelings about this last minute trip to England. as regards friends, family and even strangers.

Sometimes we connect, get help and encouragement from the people we least expect.

A friend of my late mum and myself that I have not seen for decades insisted that I stay to eat a meal with them despite me just popping in unexpectedly.

My cousin exhausted from a hard days work still took the effort with her equally tired daughter to pop by on the bus to her mums where i was staying just to greet me.

Complete strangers connected, smiled and danced with me last night and changed an otherwise boring lonely evening into a great night out.

An old school mate from 38 years ago has just spontaneously decided to come and fetch me from the train station on my journey back down to London for breakfast.

The moral of this story? Who is my brother? Who is my neighbour? Who is my friend? Well its not necessarily the initial meaning of those words.

Even seemingly small and insignificant acts of kindness and attention can have a very big, powerful impact.

Make time for people because we might not get a second opportunity in this uncertain world and life of ours.

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