Good neighbors are a wonderful thing. They invite you to things you would never in a million years get to go to otherwise. They share their anxieties while you share yours, and in so doing – you both get free ‘counseling’ and often all you needed was to be heard anyway. You can share recipes with a neighbor, water each other’s plants, vent your frustrations, and go walking without having to waste gas first.
My neighbor and I share a bond in grief. We understand. We have now both been there. We have seen our children struggle with all of the manifestations of grief, even the moving on part, and her having been down that road first, has helped me beyond measure. She has helped me, the writer, understand that a chapter has finished and I need to turn the page. It is hard to do but those simple words helped me do it. Thank you neighbor.
Cultivate your neighbors. Find the one you can rely on, the one you can exchange keys with and know they will get your mail, talk to the jade plant while you’re gone, and let you use their shoulder when you need to let the cleansing tears out. Good neighbors are out there, and they are priceless.