So happy to hear from her…
The phone rang 10 to 10 this morning. Perfect timing.
Morning routine done and Pilates just finished. Just grabbed a coffee and sat down in front of my computer when the Skype buzzed up.
I was so happy to hear her voice.
So happy to hear her laughter over the phone.
My neighbor called. I call her my neighbor because nobody moved into the house where she moved out of about a month ago.
Now she lives in another country and the house is empty.
In fact, the whole street is empty after she left and many times I feel the emptiness just from being in my kitchen, knowing that she is not next door anymore. Not there when I need an egg or milk to borrow….not there to quickly come give advice about how to rescue a failed recipe…..not there to go have a cup of tea if the day is running over me….
Don’t you just LOVE that kind of neighbor? Do you still get those kind of neighbor everywhere in the world?
I had one…and now she is gone.
But she is still on the other end of Skype.
And what a relief when you know you can answer and put the video rolling – with no make-up, no hair done, before taking a shower, after having done your exercises….and she still answers your “Good Morning” with a “Hey – you look great, girl !”
Oh…..I miss my neighbor!Ilze