Yesterday the door bell rang for me to find someone from a delivery service for a package. For a moment I was very excited thinking that I was receiving some unexpected something- until they asked if I would be willing to accept a package from my neighbor who wasn’t home. Since they do it for us from time to time, and it’s the neighborly thing to do- I said yes.
Last night he came by and said he appreciated me accepting the package- because he’d been expecting something from music friend retailer and needed it for the weekend. He got called into work unexpectedly and was stressed that he was going to miss the delivery of something he really needed.
His music weekend is complete. He’s grateful and I’m happy I could help, without even knowing how important it was to him. After all- that’s what neighbors are for, right?