Here’s the wonderful, hopeful, loopy thing about gratitude: once you’ve experienced friendship, you want to be a friend. Once you’ve been cared for, you want to care. Once you’ve been sheltered, you want to shelter.
Dear Honeybees, I know we all have experienced shelter in life (or from life) for which we are grateful, whether from a close partner, a great novel, a dear friend, a quiet forest, a well-worn prayer, or a kind stranger.
Who can we shelter in return?