This past Christmas, since I spent less than usual on presents, I made and gave out a lot of cookies. So I spent much of the week before Christmas driving to my friends’ homes and delivering cookies.
A surprising thing happened. Without fail, my friends would invite me in, and we’d sit down at the kitchen table and chat. We’d shoot the breeze about Christmas, and movies we’d seen, and the miscellaneous stuff going on in our lives. It was the kind of front-porch conversation I crave with people. And, in some cases, we’d talk for hours.
This is definitely something I want to do every year.