On the street where you live.

What to each of us does the street where we live mean? As we turn into our street what are our feelings? Home at last? The end of another day? Peace, comfort, tranquillity, safety, those good feelings and thoughts? Or do we feel unsettled, moody, this is the last place I want to be, frightened, jittery, as if we do not belong?
Each of us needs a safe harbour, a sanctuary, and as we turn the corner to go home we need to feel that here we are safe, here we are content and happy. We need to pull up at our driveway or gate and feel that this is our home and where we belong.
What made us decide to move into our street, what were the attractions and the reasons? Did we finally find our dream home, or were we compelled to move here due to financial or other reasons? Were our homes inherited by death or default? Why are our homes our homes, and are we happy on the street where we live.
Our street should be a part of our home, Neighbours should watch out for each other. In a strange and funny way everyone on our street is a part of our extended family. So often these days we tend to give a neighbour a wave or a quick hello and then carry on with our lives. Perhaps it is time to start taking an interest in each other, and to start watching out for each other, for all the children in the street, for each others pets and property.
We need to start caring more about our neighbourhoods and about the street where we live.