To be neighbored.

This weekend - in which I hiked a volcano and learned to dance in El Salvador.

I’m writing you from a sunny 80ish degree El-Salvador! I have a collaboration here with the children’s cancer center in San Salvador, so I’m visiting the team. I’m also attending a wedding of a great collabo-friend.

For me, to be welcomed to a new country is such a gift. I guess it’s something about seeing the places where people call home, the moms walk down the street with their own kiddos, the sights and smells and markets. It just seems magical to me. The past few days have been nothing short of that as well. And taught me more about neighboring.

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