I miss Bali. It taught me that being hospitable and looking out for people’s best interests does not mean you also have to be taken advantage of. That I can be picky with friendships and not feel inclined to hold onto old ones for the sake of holding on. That lack comes in many forms. Lack of shelter, money, and food.. But also of family, community, confidence, and grace. That when people are hurtful, they are often lacking love in their life and it is not my job to call out that lack or allow it to go untouched. Instead, to recognize that love is powerful. That embracing a human who has become accustomed to hardness can actually change things. And speaking a kind word to a friend or stranger is good for both the giver and recipient. everyone is in need of a little charity.