My evening walk to the bus takes me past homes and townhouses that once bore the campaign signs of autumn.
During October, I observed opposing signs placed right on the property line of two homes—almost like a signage debate. But alas, the signs are now long gone, replaced by sparkling holiday lights.
Through the front windows I see decorated trees. A “Let it Snow” sign has replaced the campaign slogans.
These neighbors voted differently, but now the beauty of their displays looks inviting for a season that offers peace.
While I don’t know how they really feel about one another, being a neighbor still invites an opportunity to be friends.
I’ll always remember the plates of decorated Christmas cookies my mom would carry to our neighbors. Maybe it was just kindness, but knowing my mom’s strong willed voting record, I think it was probably a delicious peace offering. They were always warmly received, and I was thankful to have next door neighbor friends.
Perhaps the acts of kindness close to home matter far more than we realize.
