Not quite as I expected it..
I’ve searched long for community. Read about it. Gazed in on others in envy and wonder. Tried to figure out what was wrong with me and why I couldn’t seem to find my way into a community. And then today I realized - I’m in the middle of it. I was bringing lunch outside to my kids. I put it on the picnic table and then a little guy from next door says, “oohhhhhh.. I love crackers!” I look at him. I love this kid. “There’s lots. Have one. Or two. Or three. Or four....” I say... And he reaches for the plate, takes a couple, grabs the cheese, grabs the meat and makes himself a couple of cracker-n-cheese-meat-macs. His siblings come over, look at me and I nod. They dig in. Back into the house I go... for more crackers, cheese, and meat. And that’s when I realize, I’m in it.. community. .. and community is not this glamorous instagram worthy existence, it’s simply being willing to put out extra cheese and meat because I value the people around me. It’s getting ...