Signs of a Life Well Lived
This morning I went for a walk through the neighborhood. Next to our subdivision, a new development is being built. Streets are paved, houses are standing, and fresh sod has just been rolled across the lawns. From a distance, everything looks immaculate. Out of curiosity, I wandered through it. The houses were beautiful. Clean lines. Fresh paint. Landscaping rocks arranged exactly where they were placed. The sidewalks looked as if no one had ever walked across them. Most of the homes had not even been lived in yet. Everything felt pristine. As I turned the corner and walked back toward my own section of the neighborhood, the contrast was immediate. Our subdivision is still very nice, but it tells a different story. Landscaping stones have shifted slightly from their original lines. A mailbox leans just a little off center. Some houses show small chips in the paint. Lawns are worn in places where people cut across the yard instead of staying on the sidewalk. Nothing about it look...