Neighborhood.ing. It's a present progressive.

Me and three lovely ladies moved into a neighborhood in central Long Beach about a month ago. It's a neighborhood in the "in-between." In between downtown and North Long Beach, in between Belmont Heights and Signal Hill. In between statistically crime infused districts and safe, single family homes. And in between resources and services for underserved populations. Last weekend, a couple of my roommates hosted a small yard sale in our front yard. It was a great means to introducing ourselves to our neighbors, getting to know them and the history of our home a little better. Aside from the monetary benefits that a yard sale provides, it allowed our neighbors to contribute to our new presence in the community. We felt welcomed by their purchases. And we got an earful, when asked, what the history of our home held. As humans, I think we live in an in between place, almost always. In between teenage and adulthood, in between college and the workforce, in between current position and the 'dream' position, in between relationships. We feel we are hanging in the balance. But maybe that's where we are exactly meant to be.