I know we are told to look inside ourselves when we have a feeling and I am working on that, while I also miss my neighbour. I live in a duplex and in the seven years I have been here, Annette has been my favorite. She was so kind and sweet and just a perfect neighbour, but she had to move out.
I make my house a home and it is a very important part of who I am. I still enjoy my home, but something is missing and it’s the noises next door and little Molly barking, coming home to Annette gardening or being able to call over the fence. She was also a lovely person for my daughter to be around.
It’s not all sad because we have made a special friend and we are planning to visit Annette in her new home in a few weeks.
Similarly to other feelings of bewilderment, the night time, is often the time we ponder the most; I know this is true for me. I try hard then to own my feelings and be strong and replace my thoughts with helpful ones. One thought that also makes me laugh is: at least I miss Annette (which is positive) because the many neighbours before her were and are definitely not missed!!!