We miss the neighbors that we lived next to for 8 years. One neighbor in particular comes to mind when I think about our old neighborhood. She was just awesome. My kids adored her. I remember how proud Asher was when she told him what a good job he was doing riding his bike. Her comments made my kids feel like they were amazing.
This afternoon I saw that same light in their eyes when I handed the kids three orange envelopes that came in the mail. The return address was familiar. Tonight I wish we could magically return to our old life. To watch Joshua zoom his bike around the cul-de-sac. And the kids jump in leaves in the front yard. To spend time talking to my neighbor. I miss her greatly. We will make new memories, but the old ones will always be treasured.
The kids are excited to trick-or-treat in our old neighborhood. And they were bummed to hear that they won't get to see our awesome neighbor on Halloween. But they were touched that she sent them each a card (they loved the jokes inside- they keep asking me what kind of music mummy's like :).
The kids holding their Halloween cards.
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