Time marches on. The faces in the neighborhood have changed but the charm of the area has not. Most of our neighbors, whether they've been here longer than us or are relatively new on the block, are good ones.
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We've counted our blessings many times that we happened to land in this particular neighborhood in this particular town.
So, it was with surprise that my husband and I saw our next door neighbor's "for sale" sign.
ANY "for sale" sign on a house right next door makes me a bit nervous. We're getting ready to trade the known for the unknown. When you're talking neighbors, that's a scary prospect.
The first neighbors we had in that house were a lovely couple that was nearing retirement age. They were the kind of people who voluntarily cleared our driveway with their snow blower when they saw me out there trying to shovel 20" of snow and keep a toddler entertained at the same time. We would chat and trade bulbs while we gardened on lovely spring days. Their grandson played with our son. They loved the house and the neighborhood, but began having trouble navigating the full flight of stairs that went up from their entry way to the living space. They hated to move and we hated to see them go.
The next owners were a couple a bit younger than us that was expecting their first child the same time we were expecting our third. You'd think we'd have a lot in common, but we really didn't. Now, the two little ones are four, live right next door to each other and don't know each other from a stranger at the grocery store. But, the adults have been perfectly nice in every way. They're not loud. They don't have obnoxious pets. They asked our permission before they built a fence that came close to the property line. They keep their yard tidy. They're text book good neighbors and we've appreciated that.
But, in all honesty, I'm mostly sorry to see them go because of my fear of the unknown.
We've had neighbor drama before and don't care to repeat it. If you've ever had a bad neighbor experience, you'll know how crappy and stressful it is. Luckily, that wasn't with next door neighbors. Somehow, I have a feeling that when you're sharing a property line things are even more personal and stressful than when there's a street dividing the neighbors in question.
On the other hand, I'm REALLY excited at the prospect of new neighbors. I love having a friendly, chatty neighborhood and I'm hoping to get neighbors that will be just as excited about that prospect as they are about their new home. I'd love to have next door neighbors who would lend a cup of sugar in a pinch. Or who feel comfortable enough to ask to borrow one. Or that like to stand outside on beautiful spring days and talk about plants and flower bulbs and don't mind when the kids kick balls onto their yard.
For the most part, that's the kind of neighborhood we have. I'd love to see it stay that way.