Dawn blogging again...hence the introspection.
I was talking with one of my neighbors this afternoon as her son rode circles around us on his tricycle and sang a ditty in Spanish. I asked her what brought her and her husband all the way from Mexico to good ol' Spokane. Drug cartels. Another neighbor was telling me last week what brought her and her two girls here: escaping her ex-husband who has a restraining order against him for " almost being charged with attempted murder." My next-door-neighbor limps daily between her condo and the condo across the way owned by her eighty-something-year-old mother. One time, as she looked down at her crippled arm and completely useless hand, she said, "I wish doctors had been able to get me more oxygen, for my arm, you know." Her elderly mother explained to me that her daughter had been born oxygen deprived due to a complication, leaving her both mentally and physically handicapped. Yet another neighbor was released again from a mental institute after having hallucinations that her condo was burning and frogs were infesting her home. So many people needing love. God, you've been teaching me that You love me and want my heart. Why do I have such a hard time loving others and giving mine?
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