I needed to shovel the snow for the third day in a row yesterday. I started to shovel in front of our house.
Not long after I began shoveling our walk, I remembered that our neighbor guy three doors down would be out of town for the next two weeks. With Dad gone, that leaves the mom (who works full time), the grandma, and the two-year-old daughter. My conscience kicked in. It sure would be kind if I could help out and do this one small chore for them so they wouldn't have to bear the cold and risk slipping on the ice. Easy, right? Shovel your neighbors’ walk. Fifteen minutes. Done.
Confession time: I don't usually think about helping my neighbors and shoveling their walks. Sad, but true. I just go about my business and do my own thing, get my work done, and then move on to the next thing on my list. But this past Saturday, my middle son came out to help me