Travelling companion

I met a lovely Philipino lady in the train.
The woman who has already lived in Los Angeles for five years says that she is on her way home after participating in her acquaintance's wedding in San Francisco.
We talked happily though we were complete first meetings.
It was intimacy enough that we were mistaken for the parent and child in the dining car after that.
As they say "Travel is a traveling companion."
she gave me the magazine because she thought the long journey might be tedious.

She gave me the thank-you-for-coming gift of the wedding.

I declined to get it because it is such a important one.

She said that she would give one because she had two.

Sharing of happiness?

I accepted it with a feeling of gratitude.

The woman who talks happily about her son and her grandchild who live in the Philippines is a devout Christian.

She gave me such beautiful cards.