Life is about the people you meet.
Not all of them. Not every interaction or exchange or name you've forgotten by the time you get to the car. But the ones that stay.
The ones that shift something. The ones where you walk away different than you arrived sometimes in a way you can name, and sometimes in a way you just feel.
I think about this a lot. How a single person can open a door in you that you didn't know was there. How a conversation you didn't plan can become one of the ones you return to for years. How some people come into your life quietly and end up being some of the most important ones in it.
We don't always recognize it in the moment. Sometimes it takes time to understand what someone gave you just by being who they are in front of you. I have been lucky in this. Really lucky. And I don't take it lightly.
Shabbat Shalom,
Inbal













