Won’t You Be My Neighbor?


On my way home from dropping Little One off at school today, I noticed an elderly neighbor shoveling the end of her driveway.  As I drove past, I considered stopping but felt kind of awkward about it.  I pulled in my driveway and thought about my own Mom and how I would not want her out shoveling her driveway, so I turned around and drove back.  Turns out, she was shoveling  because she had received a notice from the post office that they wouldn’t deliver her mail until she cleared the snow by her mailbox.

She was so thankful for my offer of help and as I shoveled, we chatted and learned a bit about each other.  She shared that her husband had passed away last year and that she was learning to do many things by herself such as taking care of the yard, bills etc. for the first time.  I am very blessed to live in a neighborhood where I know most of my neighbors.  Our children play together, running from yard to yard, we have impromptu backyard gatherings,  an informal “neighborhood watch” and we help each other out.  I had not met this particular neighbor yet, but I was so happy to meet someone new and get to know her.  I could hear the relief in her voice when I gave her my number and told her to call us if she ever needed anything.  I would hope that someone would do the same for my Mom if she ever needed help.

In this day and age of people driving straight into their garage, shutting the door and not coming out, I realize I have  something special in this little neighborhood of mine! If I am ever in a pickle, like the time Hubby was traveling and my garage door broke with my car trapped inside, I knew there were several neighbors I could ask  for help.  I had no problem finding a neighbor who came right over and held up the door so I could get my car out!  I love the feeling of community and watching out for each other that we share.

I think we could all benefit from some of those “old-fashioned” practices of front porch (or back patio) gatherings, taking a plate of cookies to a neighbor, making a meal for someone who is sick or has a new baby, or just watching out for each other.  All of these things help us feel connected and give us a sense of community that is so important in this busy world we live in.

How about you?  Do you know your neighbors? If not, I encourage you to take that step and say hello or offer a helping hand.




  1. That is so true Jen. We allneed to open our eyes to those around us

  2. Living in a mobile home community people come and go quite often. Our street was pretty well established. Most of us had lived here for quite a while. (I’ve been here over 30 years) We had wonderful neighbors. The next door neighbors loved to work in their yard, as I do. The neighbors down the street went to their grandchildren’s baseball games, as we do. But slowly they bought “real homes” and moved out, until there were only 2 of us left on our street. Last fall all new homes were brought in. One by one they’re being sold. I have new next door neighbors, and have heard 3 more families are moving in down the street. Although I enjoyed being able to see the street in front when they moved out, and the boys enjoyed being able to ride their bikes around the circle and not worrying about anybody driving down here to the end of the street, I will enjoy having neighbors to once again wave to when I drive by, maybe even meet some new friends who like to take a walk or share recipes. Living in an “established neighborhood” will be nice again.