Sometimes just seeing lights in a neighbor's home can be immensely comforting. To know there is friend around. To know there is life going on at least a bit normally. To know that if the darkness does overwhelm you, you can walk to that light for comfort.
I am blessed with amazing people who live close to me - in both my homes. Late last night, as the lights went on next door, I was grateful for that simple sign of 'it's ok'.
We underestimate how deeply the wellbeing of our neighbors is tied to ours. We share a small space of the earth, and that makes us one tribe, sharing the advantages and problems that are unique to that shared space. Physical proximity creates a bond that can be a strong source of support and happiness. In today's worried, frightened world, it is finally our tribe that makes all the difference. Family and friends will always have their place of unassailable importance in our lives, but the joy and serenity of having a good neighbor is priceless.
I have been immensely fortunate in having friends for neighbors. I only hope I can reciprocate a modicum of the gladness they bring into my life.
