We are a little clump of three houses set in the middle of our mile, sort of isolated, but not really. Neighbor Dean comes over every Thursday and spreads my manure for me. I still can't drive that tractor and, frankly, it scares me to try right now. I know that I will get my courage up soon. Remember, the riding lawn mower was a huge challenge.
Neighbor Billie has been watching out for me for the last 2 months. She has done some amazing things like pick Smitty's little tomatoes and take them up to the funeral lunch. She's cleaned my garage and kept people informed for us when Smitty was so sick. The list of kind deeds could go on forever. Yesterday I called her when the cria was about to be born. We didn't have to do much to help, but she was there for moral support.
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Before Smitty died he asked me what we could ever do to repay and thank these neighbors/friends. It's an impossible task! I just hope that I can somehow pass love and kindness on to others.
4 comments:
It is wonderful that you have such kind neighbors. It really does make the world all the better because of people like your neighbors.
i think mankind is best when things like this happen to us. it almost always brings out the wonderful qualities of people. and, you have your own little community there! xoxo chris
I think you are on the right track. We have had so much love and support when my son and then my husband died, and all I can do is try to spread as much of that love and support to others in need as I can.
Hugs to you!
It restores my faith in humanity to hear of wonderful neighbors like yours. Somehow, I don't think my neighbors would be so neighborly.
I am so glad you have that kind of support.
ok, off to try my hand at naming the cria.
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