Sometimes you get lucky and your neighbors become friends. And when they move to another town or another state, it feels like they’re still just up the street. Because their hearts and yours are bound.
Sometimes your neighbors are handy with tools and can help you fix stuff that goes wrong.
Sometimes your neighbors offer up wood for your smoker, cookies for your table, ice cream for your picnic,
Sometimes your neighbors stay inside, making it hard to get to know them.
Sometimes your neighbors are hard to love.
Sometimes being a neighbor is an act of faith.