Every culture has parties and celebrations of some sort. American culture has many of these, most with a focus on a specific holiday, event or season. But we also have a little something called the “Block Party”. A neighborly get-together and food-fest that usually coincides with absolutely nothing at all, except everyone’s desire to share food and fun.
Rushing around—throwing toys into baskets, tossing coats on hooks, hurriedly moving dishes from the sink to the dishwasher—all while listening for the resounding ring of the doorbell signaling your impending guests’ arrival. Does this sound familiar? This is a common scene in our house as either my husband or I will inevitably invite someone over last minute and rush home before they arrive to pick up whatever messes have been created.
In the past two months there has been a discussion opening up amongst my circle of friends concerning what it looks like to live within community and what it means to be rooted in your neighborhood. Throughout this dialogue I have become more aware of where my family lives and what it would mean for us to become more involved with the people and community that we reside near.