I am amidst a revolutionary idea... I hope you are sitting down for this one. Neighbors!! I mean the kind you (dare I say it)... TALK TO! Like.... every day!! I knew it was a lot, I hope you are okay!
The moment I drive up, whether I have groceries or just my normal load of two babies... I'm greeted nine times out of ten with eager helpers of all ages and ethnic groups. When someone sees Levi struggling in his walk to the apartment, he just gets scooped up and taken into my house. If we wander around the complex I can only get as far as one unit away before an hour has passed and it's time to eat dinner. I'm thinking of driving to the opposite side of the buildings and then walking around so I can visit with the other half of the residents here! It is a joke of course but only to illustrate how refreshingly un-American life is here. People make people the priority. I've never seen this in action, and it is a beautiful, infectious habit.
This idea just came to me so I hope it makes sense... living here makes me feel like I'm at a giant family reunion where I don't know anyone but somehow I know instinctively that we have a connection and a certain level of trust that wasn't really earned. What is that? Ahhhh... community. Selflessness. Looking out for the group. Ya know... how the rest of the world does life. I like it. I like it a lot.
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