During our conversation I was thinking how I would respond if someone ever ask when we became friends. I would say, "We were neighbors first and became friends the morning we cried in my basement together." This morning, our conversation went beyond landscaping tips and recipes. We shared our puzzlement over the parenting hand we've been dealt. We cried over the challenges we both have experienced. We encouraged each other with our child's progress. We voiced a hope that someday we wouldn't be having this discussion at all. Finally, we promised each other our struggles should not be experienced alone.
Shared challenges turned two disconnected neighbors into dear friends. I found a "good."