We have new neighbors.
That, right there, should explain my contemplating Mr. Frost's ironic poem.
We have two sets of new neighbors.
It is surprising how a seemingly little change is reason for mourning and a bit of sadness. It wasn't as if we were friends with either of the departed families. We aren't mourning weekly barbecues or nightly chats over glasses of wine while we watch the moon rise.
We miss the known. We miss the quiet. We miss a friendly smile and wave. We miss neighbors we trusted to watch our house and ones that surprised us by shoveling our sidewalk on a snowy morning.
Way back in a communication class in college I learned a basic principle of human systems. Never underestimate the effect one person can have on a group. One person's arrival at a party, changes the whole party. Or, the meeting. Or, the family. Or, the neighborhood.
Or, seemingly today, our life.**
** And, no I wasn't a Drama Major. ;)
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