With a neighbour the other day, I was really disillusioned...disappointed...irritated...sad - a mixture of all I suppose. She showed me herself in a completely different light.
Self-isolating since the beginning of March (health stuff). I hadn't had a supermarket delivery for 3 weeks. At the weekend, two deliveries came at once (supermarket and a wonderful surprise big box from friends).
My neighbour had offered, and got, some things for me last week on her last weekly trip out. But couldn't get into the supermarket to get the things she needed because of the huge queue. She'd come away empty-handed.
My large haul of 2 deliveries of groceries was full of lovely fresh produce (and several duplicates accidentally put in by very hectic pickers no doubt) that I couldn't possibly eat all by myself. More than half the fresh food would have gone off.
So I put together a couple of bags of produce - one for this neighbour and one for the neighbours (older/ailing) the other side.
The older neighbour was very touched and accepted my offering with quiet thanks and as it was meant - a good neighbour to good neighbour little bit of help.
The neighbour who hadn't been able to get any shopping last week, opened her door and, as I explained about my 'overstock' from a safe distance, immediately refused the offer. She told me in very straight, curt terms that she didn't want the produce, that I should keep it all for myself, that we have to take care of ourselves, you have to take care of yourself...
I was quite floored. The lack of grace was staggering. Her response was just as if I'd attacked her. (Maybe she felt she was being offered a bag full of The Bug?!) I felt like a right prune, standing there almost being told off for doing something wrong.
But, seriously, it told me about herself: she was telling me to be selfish and only to look out for myself. And that, despite all her good deeds in the community, she didn't feel good or comfortable about being given to. Almost as if being a recipient of care and concern would undermine her sense of self as an able person who is always the strong one who gives?
Also, more worrying, perhaps it was a hint that she doesn't want to pull together as neighbours, as part of our community, during this calamity? Though before this episode, she'd given me a mini-lecture about "we're all in this together"!
Probably needless to say, my giving wasn't for plaudits and praise. It was simply knowing that, like most of us, my neighbours are having difficulties shopping. I suddenly had too much and the most obvious thing to do was to share it with those who probably needed it.
My take on our situation is that the only way we are going to get through it is by helping each other in the ways we can, when we can.
Half a million people have stepped up to the NHS help challenge - that's a stunning response which moved me to tears. Other volunteer groups like Covid19 Mutual Aid and new local community volunteer groups have popped up.
Thank goodness, because there are too many disadvantaged people who've been left stranded alone and forgotten by services etc and who need help.
Personally, I'm so fortunate that, since this lockdown started, I've received lots of help and care from friends, neighbours and strangers both in my little community (which has always been a kindly, friendly and very functional place anyway) and from as far away as the other side of the world!
We're learning a lot about ourselves and others through this scary time, aren't we? And it occurs to me that just as to give is to receive, receiving is also giving.