We all know that ‘community’ is much more than the neighborhood you live in. I’m lucky enough to have lived in a community that meets all those definitions. You know…neighborhood, friends, family, etc.
It’s one of those tiny towns where it takes you an hour to walk one block. Where going to the general store to get your mail can turn into an all-day event with side trips to the river and someone’s garden, and to borrow a book.
I can’t tell you how many times I saw the knowing grin on my son’s face, or the skeptical look on my husband’s face when I’d say ‘I have to run this book over to Sabrina’s…I’ll be back in a minute.’ And once at Sabrina’s, one story would lead into another story and then another story, and suddenly the stars are coming out.
We’ve laughed and cried together just like any family or community has. We have a history, and so very many stories.
And it’s also a community that knows how to have fun.