Our neighbors will move away in a few days. We’ve known this day was coming for some time, but somehow that hasn’t made it any easier. For two and a half years now, these people have been much more than neighbors to us. They’ve been surrogate family. We’ve swapped marmalade and biscuits. They invited us to barbecues and teas in their home. They put up with the strange things we will and won’t drink, and have bent over backwards to try to accommodate us. They even shared our Christmas dinner so we wouldn’t have to spend our first Christmas in England alone. Watching their baby daughter growing up has made it a little less painful to be so far from our grandson. And now they’re leaving. The only thing worse than saying goodbye to lovely people like this would be to have never had the chance to know them in the first place.
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