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More than a Neighborhood

Well, I have not been writing for a while as I have been focused on my Real Estate career and I love what I do. I guess I needed inspiration to get back into writing and with the events that have transpired in my own backyard I found that inspiration.

This is a thank you to my neighbors.

I live in a great neighborhood in St. Clair County.  We are part of two great communities.  This neighborhood gets a bad wrap and that is unfortunate.  This is not about that bad wrap...this is about why it is truly not what it appears to be when you only listen to the negative.  Are things perfect?  Nope.  Are there questions that need to be answered?  Yep.  As a Realtor does this drive me insane?  Yep!  I am not writing about that though.

Being part of a neighborhood means a lot of different things to different people.  Some people like the fact that there are people close to keep an eye out.  Some people like the fact that their children will have somewhere to play that is close by.  Some people like the structure that an HOA can offer, and the uniformity that comes with it.  Sometimes it is convenience, and sometimes it is just the way that things work out.  Regardless of what brings you to a neighborhood once you arrive you are there.

There were a lot of things that helped us chose our neighborhood.  It was close enough to the interstate and yet gave us a feeling of being away from it all.  There were children for our children to play with.  There were ammenities available and promises of even more to come.  There was a great floorplan that worked for our needs.  The school system was researched.  This was where we decided to call home.  Is it all roses no....but the flowers are always in bloom.

Recently due to the weather and poor design a main roadway into our neighborhood has started to collapse.  This has actually been going on for over a year but the recent rain has escalated the problem.  While we have all consistently been asking for help we have been put on the back burner.  Now that it is a safety concern things are getting done.  The reason is because we are part of a neighborhood.  We have stood up and fought.  We called, e-mailed, knocked on doors, and did what we had to do.  The promise now is that the repairs will begin next week.  I have confidence that it will.  Thank you to the people who stood up.  Thank you for being an inspiration.

Thank you for being incredible neighbors and friends! 

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