When I saw the news this week out of Cleveland about the women who'd been held captive since they were kidnapped as teenagers, I asked myself the questions that we all asked as the details came out. Most of the questions started with How?
Nothing made me happier than motherhood, despite the loneliness of the suburbs. Despite the fact that my husband left early in the morning and came home well after nine at night. Despite the fact that I missed my mom, my friends, my touchstones.
I'm a member of GOOD, the worldwide community of people who give a damn. We are pragmatic idealists working towards individual and collective progress. And today, I am excited to share the first holiday of the GOOD community: on April 27, we celebrate Neighborday all around the world.
What is this man's problem with me? I can only assume he is an irrational person, a sexually frustrated man who really dislikes Neil Diamond, or, perhaps, a bible thumping evangelist who wishes everyone lived according to his rules.
You may be eligible to win the I Have the Worst Neighbors Ever award! Although, I must warn you, there's some tough competition. As the current title holder, I know the dedication and fortitude it takes to get here.
Technology is at our fingertips every moment of the day, and we're losing sight of our old ways. We can connect more with someone who is halfway across the world than someone who goes to the same school.