A couple of weeks ago, I had dinner with Joe and Sarah. It was a casual get together, like usual, and we talked about work and dogs and goings-on in the neighborhood. But it was also our last dinner as neighbors (I mean, barring some weird twist of fate which would make for a super-good story).
Over the years, there have been many shared meals and baked goods and conversations in the alley. We've said our hellos — and goodbyes — to Ginger and Ed and Papaya and Blue. And a big hello to Max, who's already a year-and-a-half old and will eat the charred burgers I make.
I will miss all of that.
Even though moving is a part of life, it never seems to get easier — even when you're moving for a happy reason like Joe and Sarah are.
So, my friends, thank you for being great neighbors and helping me find Jesus and giving me this adorable plant. You are the best neighbors ever.
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