The Good Neighbors

Kindness is all around but sometimes We don’t notice until it’s gone.

It was Christmas, 1997 and I had just bought my first (and only) home. The day after I moved in there was a knock on the door. I couldn’t imagine who it would be, I wasn’t expecting anyone. It was my next door neighbor, Linda, introducing herself, and bringing me a platter of homemade brownies as a welcome gift. I was amazed! In all the places I’d lived before, I barely knew my neighbor’s names! But there’s more. Read More

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