So while I am at work, my family is attending a memorial/funeral for a close family friend who passed away last Friday (8/26). He was brought home on Monday of last week and died in his home peacefully on Friday morning after having breakfast. I went over on Wednesday while I stopped by home to see him. I had to fight the nurse to let me in and I am so thankful I did. He knew me and thanked me for coming over. I told him how much I loved him and that I would see him on Sunday when I came home to get my car. Sadly, that didn’t happen because he passed away before I get back over there. I am not one for funerals but I had actually decided to go to his. However, my great-grandparents told me it was okay to stay at work and not take any more time off than I need since my trip is coming up.
I drove home on Wednesday (8/31) to have dinner with my Nanny and Papa (great-grandparents) since I have been staying at my uncles while we have people at my house. It didn’t even dawn me that this would be the first time coming home and realizing that Bob is no longer across the street. As I sat in the car sitting outside my house, I started looking at the neighbors houses that surround me. We have Dean next door to our right when looking at our house. His wife passed away back in 2002. He is one of the dearest men I have ever known. He is so excited to see me each time I pull up and he is outside. He shuffles his way over to give me a kiss on the cheek and a big hug. Then there Mike who had to leave just a few weeks ago from his home because he couldn’t afford the payments any longer. Then there is Sandra and Chet who have been there as long as I have lived in my house (27 years). Then you have Bud and Laurel who are my brother’s grandparents who are just like grandparents to me. Then John and Carrie who are amazing as well. It all hit me, life is so uncertain. One day they are there and you never know, the next they won’t be.
Then there are my Nanny and papa who are the world to me and it is even more evident after my Nanny’s stroke and now the passing of my Papa’s best friend that they aren’t spring chickens anymore. That each day I have to live to the fullest with them in my lives. I consider those on my end of the street just like family! They mean so much to me. I am so blessed to have them as my neighbors!!!
I drove home on Wednesday (8/31) to have dinner with my Nanny and Papa (great-grandparents) since I have been staying at my uncles while we have people at my house. It didn’t even dawn me that this would be the first time coming home and realizing that Bob is no longer across the street. As I sat in the car sitting outside my house, I started looking at the neighbors houses that surround me. We have Dean next door to our right when looking at our house. His wife passed away back in 2002. He is one of the dearest men I have ever known. He is so excited to see me each time I pull up and he is outside. He shuffles his way over to give me a kiss on the cheek and a big hug. Then there Mike who had to leave just a few weeks ago from his home because he couldn’t afford the payments any longer. Then there is Sandra and Chet who have been there as long as I have lived in my house (27 years). Then you have Bud and Laurel who are my brother’s grandparents who are just like grandparents to me. Then John and Carrie who are amazing as well. It all hit me, life is so uncertain. One day they are there and you never know, the next they won’t be.
Then there are my Nanny and papa who are the world to me and it is even more evident after my Nanny’s stroke and now the passing of my Papa’s best friend that they aren’t spring chickens anymore. That each day I have to live to the fullest with them in my lives. I consider those on my end of the street just like family! They mean so much to me. I am so blessed to have them as my neighbors!!!
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