Keeping A Thistle By My Bedside, as a Remembrance of Who I Am

Jenna sat by her window, listening to the chirping of the wee birds, savoring a moment of peace. She was not yet fit to walk down the stairs, even with her walking stick, still too stiff from the constant aching of her back. Suddenly, she noticed the thistles in her neighbor’s yard and wanted to... Continue Reading →

A Good Neighbor Watches Out for You and Knows Your Name

I have a great neighbor who lives across the street from us. We met her the first week we moved in six years ago. She welcomed us and informed us of the strictness of the HOA, something we learned the hard way. She is kind and keeps an eye out for our house when we... Continue Reading →

Getting to Know Your Neighbor Can Become a Labor of Love

Cherry couldn't find her phone. Her breathing was labored, and she didn't feel great. She should have listened to her daughter and bought the alert button for the elderly, but she couldn't get past her desire to appear independent and young for a little longer. She looked out the open door and saw her neighbor... Continue Reading →

So Grateful to be One of Your Neighbors

"Who is my neighbor?" I have been thinking of what a contemporary answer to this question might be, if I were asked it today. I believe that the blogging community that I am blessed to participate in helps me understand what it means to be a neighbor, similar to the story told of the Good... Continue Reading →

Learning How to Love Your Neighbors: Weekend Writing Prompt.

Callie wondered if the new neighbors moving in across the street would allow her to love them. She'd had good reason to be a misanthrope, avoiding human society as much as possible, until that fateful day. Head down, hiding the burn marks on her face that people claimed made her look like a raccoon, Callie's... Continue Reading →

Connecting with My Neighbors: They Aren't Zombies After All

I have felt so disconnected from my neighbors, not even sure who lived in any of the houses around us. We tend to enter our garages and go straight into our houses. I kidded Douglas that one day, we would find that we had moved into a zombie enclave, and we would be a dinner... Continue Reading →

Travel is a Time for Learning: Photo Challenge #284

Julia walked up from the sea, exploring other parts of the city. She came upon an interesting neighborhood, with a cast of characters unlike anyone she had ever met. They moved with slow gestures, not in a hurry to complete their tasks and move on to something else, which was the story of her life.... Continue Reading →

What a Shame to Die And No One Knows!

Yesterday, Douglas received and email from one of his brothers, informing him of the passing of the brother's ex-wife. He told him that she had been dead for two weeks before she was found! Her neighbors had not seen her in a couple of weeks and finally called the authorities for a wellness check. When... Continue Reading →

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