Tuesday, February 19, 2008


Sometimes in life, we make mistakes.

We buy a piece of property and build a house. We fill this house with all the things we love – all the things that make us feel good, and warm, and secure. We feel comforted and safe by the containment of the four walls. We bask in the laughter and the love of the people we allow inside these walls.

However, we discover later, that house was built on sand. And when the house starts to sink and takes everything we know and love with it, we panic. We feel helpless to stop the destruction.

And then when you least expect it, neighbors come rushing with stilts and cement. They do not shake their heads in disdain, and they do not say “I told you so.”

No, they help you solidify that foundation. They help you save that house. And you are amazed, because you never even knew you had neighbors.

My lesson learned today is that you never know who these neighbors are or how much strength they will give you if you don’t ask. And that maybe that house will still sink, but at least it gave you a chance to meet them.

And then maybe they will stick around to help you build a new one.

Thanks neighbors.


stronger said...

what a beautiful post. I'm linking it!

Lauren said...

I followed said link^^^ and just wanted to say, Great Post. I'll be reading regularly. :)

Prin said...

Yey! Awesome post. :) Can I be your neighbor? Would you be my? Could you be my?

If your house sinks, you can borrow mine.

Go Mom Go said...

I love this.

Great post!

By the way, during Ironman Louisville...the song that I could not get out of my head and just eventually ended up singing out loud..."Its a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood." :)

Go Mom Go said...

I linked it too...


Tri-Angle said...

I totally missed this post Meg.
I'm in the sand up to my knees right now. But I know who my neighbors are.