Day 2186 Embracing Change
Sad day in my neighborhood as my favorite neighbor packs up to move. I suppose it’s also a happy day, since she and her fiancé are moving in together, getting married this fall, and the move puts her at least an hour closer to her job. But for me, selfishly...I hate it and will miss her. She’s been right next door for at least fifteen years, there for that emergency cup of sugar or whatever either of us needed. I’ve watered her plants, brought in her mail and packages, and always had a key to her place, for those just in case moments. My hidden key became a go-to for her daughter anytime she was locked out, and there have been family members and cleaning ladies who retrieved it as well. Good neighbors are not easy to come by, and anyone who has one knows what a treasure they are. Bethany has always called me her #1 neighbor since I’ve been there for her in a pinch, but the feeling has been mutual. It certainly helps that we became great friends, her sliding seamlessly into my B ...
