I was driving slowing down our dirt road, giving the song time to finish before I reached home. I looked across the farm land and saw our neighbor’s house. I had an instant thought—I would be a different person had I not known those people, my dear neighbors.
They showed me a world I never knew.
From near birth, they were a part of my life. I witnessed life being lived by good, honest people with incredible work ethic, both at my house and at their house. Together they raised me to live a life absent of envy; an incredible thing, really, the roots of which I cannot explain. I learned that people are just people. Every family has problems and troubled times—there is no need to hide in shame when you can seek solace in the arms of family and good friends. Continue reading