This African proverb has been on my mind quite a bit lately. 

I must admit, I live in the best neighborhood in the world.  For the privacy of the village children, I will not disclosue the exact location. I am part of a community.  We have things such as National Night Out,Breakfast with Santa, Easter Egg Hunt, our community yard sale.  These are just a few of the activities offered.   

Without my neighbors, who have become like family to me, I am not sure where I would be.

I am a single mom to a 2 1/2 year old, Taliesen.  He is the apple of my eye to say the least.  However, it's not easy.  I work, take care of my home, and try to spend as much quality time with my son as possible.  Sometimes I feel overwhelmed.  Sometimes I worry that Taliesen is not getting enough time and attention from me. And me time?  Ha!  How could I be so selfish?

I have come to learn that I am not alone.  One of my neighbors/dear friends, is also a single mom.  She also has the same concerns I do, x 2.  This spring, she and I have really bonded along with a few of our other neighbors. 

We spend time together and help out each other. At least once a week, we have a 'covered dish' type dinner where everyone chips in something.  Granted, some days we cheat and order Chinese, but we do it together. And at least once a week someone cooks for all of us. 

With two single moms in our 'circle' and three children, things are hectic.  Sometimes we do a child swap so we can do something as simple as mop the kitchen floor.  As silly as it may sound, sometimes a quick and easy task can take hours.

Being in this industry, I do work some evenings.  My neighbors/dear friends are quick to offer their assistance. And one has no children of his own!  Talk about an angel. 

It definatley does take a village to raise a child.  And without my village, I would be lost.

My village is by far the best!