My blog friend, Tam, recently decided to step out of her comfort zone. Even though there was a daunting task in front of her, she made a decision. She was going to meet the people who live on her street. And I’m so very proud of her. There is something special about getting to know the people who live near you. They become like family because your kids play with their kids for hours on end. They loan you eggs and you pick up an extra jug of milk at the grocery store for them. They call you when you leave your garage door open and you feed their dog when they are out of town. Chris, the boys and I are blessed…blessed beyond measure with the people who live near us. I cannot even tell you what it means knowing that these other people care for my children and for us like they do. They know us and we know them. We know that Christian has an airborne allergy to peanuts which keeps our family from consuming peanut products. We all know that when Ryker asks, “Where duh digs?” that he’s asking where the kids are. Chris and I giggle when Olivia and Shey do their routine for us on the back porch. When we hear the sound of a dirt bike, we can bet that Colt and Logan are racing around their yards with theirs. And we know that right around dinner time, Ashley and Lauren will get home to join in all of the fun. We know each others birthdays and when we’re going out of town. We know when the work day ends and when we have a day off. We know where we went to school and who likes certain hobbies. We know who to call on when the toilet is leaking or when we have a question about finances. We know each other. And I wouldn’t miss having this second family for anything. If you are able, get to know yours.