More Than Dinner: How I Found Friendship and Myself in a Disconnected World

A personal journey through six weeks of strangers, shared tables, and unexpected self-discovery

The Search for Something Real

They say friendship is not for sale. True. But in a world where everything is becoming more digitalized, and we are losing our human connections faster than ever, finding a lasting friendship is priceless.

As we get older, our time becomes more precious, and we become more careful and selective about how—and with whom—we spend it.

Skeptical, But Curious

For a couple of years, I had been thinking about expanding my circle with people I genuinely connected with. During that time, an ad kept popping up on my Instagram claiming it could help me find like-minded people in my area. I was skeptical. I thought, I can’t buy friendship.

The platform behind that ad was RealRoots, a community that organizes small group experiences and six-week friendship series to help meet like-minded people nearby. Exactly the kind of connection I’d been craving. 

After getting past that resistance, I decided to give it a try. After all, the ad was only asking me to try one dinner at a local restaurant.

Walking Into the Unknown

The night came, and suddenly I was facing the challenge of the unknown—walking into a group of people I knew nothing about and introducing myself.

With butterflies in my stomach, I found my table, sat down, and looked around. They may have been strangers, but everyone seemed friendly and open to taking this journey with me. I didn’t know them, but I knew we were all looking for the same thing—friendship—and probably facing the same fear: the unknown.

That was enough for me to trust my instincts, step forward, and take a chance on getting to know them better. I decided to sign up for the six-week series. 

Looking back, I think that shared vulnerability was the glue. None of us had to pretend to have it all figured out, and that honestly made it so much easier to be open. 

A Circle of Ladies – and a New Walking Buddy

Over the next six weeks, we went out for different activities, and little by little, I began putting the pieces of the puzzle together. Friendships started to form—not by accident, but because I had made the choice to step outside my comfort zone and give people a chance.

I ended that series with a lovely group of ladies. We still go out together and share the stories of our daily lives. One particularly special part was meeting an amazing woman who lives in my neighborhood. We became walking buddies, and now we walk around the neighborhood almost every day, sharing our stories along the way.

What started as a scheduled six-week series turned into a daily habit. That, to me, is proof the friendships were real. Not an experiment that ended the moment the program did. 

Round Two, With More Confidence

After finishing my first round, I knew I wanted to try it again. The second time, though, I was more confident. I could even share my experience from the first round with this new group of wonderful women.

But something else happened that I hadn’t expected. Besides getting to know all these amazing people, I started getting to know myself better.

During each guided meeting, we went through a series of questions and shared our answers with the group. To find those answers, I sometimes had to dig a little deeper inside myself. And with each search, I discovered something new about who I am.

What started as a journey to find friendship also became a journey of discovering more of my own strengths and parts of myself I hadn’t paid much attention to before.

What I Was Really Paying For

In the end, I realized I wasn’t paying for friendship. I was giving myself an opportunity—to meet people I might never have met otherwise, to face the unknown, and along the way, to discover a little more of myself.

Friendship was never something anyone could sell me. What I paid for was the chance – the structure, the nudge, the planned experiences- and the rest, I built myself, one dinner at a time.

Hello there!?!

Her toy was pushed under the coffee table, she thought she could access it from the top. So she went up there, but the challenge was that she couldn’t walk there and she had to lower her body. I guess after all difficulties she faced, she decided that it’s better to take a break, relax a little bit and forget about the toy.

Jan 2017

Ocean meets sky!

The straight line in horizon is where ocean meets sky. Even though that never happens but my eyes would like to believe so. One seems endlessly deep and one endlessly high. One closes your eyes in dark and one opens them to light. I would like to see that these two meet at one point.

Jan 2017

Surrender to what is!

Her leaves are turning yellow, there is no sign of life in them, they are falling one after another. She is letting go of her once beautiful cover.

But what I see is a tree standing strong and tall, a tree that knows she will have new leaves again, she will bloom, she will root deeper in ground, she will grow taller and taller, stronger and stronger every fall and winter that pass by. .
She hasn’t lost her faith in the cycle of life. .

cluttered table!


Every time my kitchen table get cluttered I remember a conversation I had with my mom a few years ago, when kids were younger.
Whenever I complained about not having time to clean the house, or specifically declutter my kitchen table, she would tell me these are all very good signs, because it shows you have a more important thing to do which is spending time with your kids and raising them, they need you more than your table needs you.

Different point of view!

By me
By Mohsen

Same subject, same camera, same lighting, same place, same timing, and many other same factors with only different point of view create a different picture.
How this can not be applied to all other aspects of our lives?? Same story, same problem, same place, same time will be observed, perceived, felt, and told differently by you and me just because of our different point of views.

Aug 2016

Road & Life!

The only word that came to my mind when I saw this road was “life”. Life is like a road, it’s not paved, lighted and ready to go by default.
If it is, someone else has done it for you. And when you get to the end of pavement it means you have to make the road for the ones who are coming after you.

July 2016

Professional And Personal

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