What Happened When My Neighbor Drove Over My Lawn Every Day as a Shortcut When I tell people that my neighbor drove over my lawn every single day, most laugh as if it’s just a petty neighborhood squabble. But to me, it was more than tire marks on the grass—it was about healing, respect, and reclaiming the space I had fought so hard to create. After my divorce, I wasn’t just looking for a place to live. I needed sanctuary. I ended up in a small house at the edge of a quiet cul-de-sac, where the m