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Neighbors, Friends, Community
Gratitude for the blessings I’ve got
This morning, my neighbor across the street picked up my Mom to take her shopping. My Mom can’t drive because she’s 82 and it’s no longer safe. Before I got brain cancer over a year ago, I would have taken her, but I am not supposed to drive right now.
After my lovely neighbor picked up Mom, my boyfriend picked me up. While we were watching Spiderman: No Way Home, my neighbor called. Mom had forgotten her house key. I was some distance away.
However, a former neighbor still had a copy. Years ago, we’d exchanged copies of our keys in case of emergency.
A few days before she moved, she came over to pick my copy of her keys for the new owners. She had planned to bring my keys over, but had accidentally left them in her other purse.
It was no problem, she’d been my neighbor for 14 years. I’d seen her oldest daughter grow from an adorable moppet to a newlywed. I trusted her.
When Mom was locked out, I called her to see if she could help. Her new house was only about 10 minutes away, and she was happy to drive over and let Mom in. In the meantime, the neighbor who had taken Mom shopping brought her into her kitchen out of the Texas heat, along with her groceries.
