Living in an urban concrete jungle like Capitol Hill, in an apartment/condo building, the neighborly conditional love was always a bit edgy- at least in our building. One neighbor who always seemed to bring baked goods, was often "fishing" for information and/or being nosey. I will say our neighbors and good friends Ann and Frank, who lived upstairs were the best part of our building. I always yearn for a community of neighborly love.
Now, that we are in a neighborhood with families around us, some traffic and lots of activity, I have made it a point to get to know the neighbors on our street. If anyone walks by our home, I'll talk to them, making small talk and hoping to create a more friendly feel. One young teen walking by commented on how I was being so "cordial" to everyone. I'm happy he recognized it!
Two houses down lives a really sweet family. Derrick and his three daughters with their friendly wife, had a garage sale and I ventured down to peek it out. Earlier in the week, Simon went over to their house for a quick electrical fix that allowed them to use their bedroom light switch which had originally been erroneously installed. There was no light for 3 years! They were elated to have the light corrected.
Today, Simon completed the cement pouring in our garage. As he was nearing the time when help was needed (and I wasn't home), Derrick showed up, offered his help and the job was done. Neighborly love.