Laura and I attended our first holiday event last evening. We had dinner with a group of people from different walks of life: publishers, editors, sales people, secretaries, law enforcement professionals, writers, health care professionals and politicians.
I was impressed that in that room, there were no apparent boundaries between us. It wasn't a time of outdoing one another; not a time of "my story is better than your story" one-upmanship; not a time of comparing each one's place in society with that of another.
Rather, it was a time of renewing old friendships and acquaintances while meeting folks for the first time and, hopefully, forming new friendships. After introductions by our hostess, we simply broke bread together.
It was a time of friendly conversation; a time of remembering and joking about past experiences shared; a time of remembering some who have gone on; a time of discussing what the future might hold; and a time of reconnecting.
Like many such events, this gathering takes place every holiday season. We've missed it the past few years, and were pleased to be able to attend this year. It was a nice respite. I won't call it magical, for that would make it more than it was. It was, simply, a warm moment in a world that sometimes seems to be growing colder and colder.
I believe moments like these, though maybe few and far between, are among the special things that make the holiday season such a wonderful time.