I’ve decided to count down to Thinksgiving, and take a moment each day to think about things I’m thankful for.
Number Four: Great Neighbors.
It’s hard to overstate this. Sometimes you just have people who live near you, and sometimes you have neighbors. We have neighbors. They come over, borrow things, and return them in better shape than they were when they left. Our neighbors once stole my car. They washed it, waxed it, and brought it back. (Honestly they may have been worried that the car was lowering their property values, but still.)
Our neighbors call when they need help with things, even if those things are just helping to finish a bottle of something yummy. They help us with these things too. (“Oh, no! We have too much wine over here, someone come to our rescue,” is not a wholly uncommon cry on our block.) Great neighbors make coming home from vacation less like coming home from vacation and more like coming home to tell new stories about what happened while you were away.
A great neighborhood, worth being thankful for since that other tribe moved in over the next hill.