Thou shalt not judge...

Our car wouldn't start in the morning. Eric turned the key in the ignition few times, but - no luck. There was barely any time for us to compose our thoughts on what to do next - whether walk to a car parts store to buy a new battery or try jumping it. Well, we just got out of the car and here comes our neighbor with jumping cables and a box in his hands. He overheard our car's desperate plea and was on his way to help. Boy, was he prompt! And not only the boy, even his father came up and helped. This was the first time we spoke to our heighbors since we moved in. Just yesterday I posted about neighbors Christmas decor describing them in not such a nice way. And today I am eating a piece of a humble pie. Here is another thing to be thankful for: neighbors.