I HAD three children. All of them are dead: 1 to cancer; 1 killed by a drunk driver and 1 killed by sleep apnea. My husband had 2 strokes in 2020, and has Stage 3B Kidney Failure. Next stage, he will need to be put on dialysis and a transplant list. He cannot shovel. I have COPD and severe arthritis. I do the shoveling, I hate it, it's painful, it takes me forever, but it's my responsibility. I don't think it's too much to ask neighbors for help now and then. I know all of my neighbors extremely well . But most are old like us and have the same physical issues. We all try to help each other. The younger people that live next to us we have known for 5+ years. We talk enough so that they know about our medical issues and more. We've offered them the use of our snowblower and I give them veggies from my garden in the summer, so I shouldn't feel guilty for asking them to give us a hand now and then. I can handle light stuff on my own, but heavy snow is too difficult. I'm far from selfish. I grew up helping others and still do as much as I can whenever I can.