As soon as we made the decision to pursue this demolition and construction project a year ago, we needed to find a rental that was suitable for 7 of us. We wanted something that was: close in proximity to our construction site, had at least 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a rambler, a three car garage (we needed good storage), accepted a dog, 2 rabbits, AND would allow 7 people to live there for 6-8 months. It's not like these kinds of places grow on trees! Some friends of ours happened to have just the place for us to rent. They gladly accepted us as tenants and we moved in September of 2013.
We had just left a neighborhood that we lived in for 9 years. We had great neighbors that we had established good relationships with. When we arrived at our new location, I guess you could say I wasn't "eager" to make friends. I mean, I was "friendly", but like I said, I knew we would not be staying long (initially we thought we would start and finish construction sooner than we actually did).
It didn't take long for a neighbor boy to start coming over to play. My boys have become pretty good buddies with this guy. Every. Single. Day. They want to play with Mitchell. Sometimes they get into some trouble, sometimes they don't, sometimes they argue, sometimes someone gets hurt, but day after day, they want to play outside with each other.
We all knew we weren't staying here permanently, right? I mean, don't we understand how this goes? Well, the boys are sad....Mitchell is too. Even some girls in the neighborhood are bummed to see my boys leave. In my grown-up mind I have been realizing that this hurt is something I have blown off as small and insignificant. In the hustle of this process I want to stop and consider my boys' hearts. Loss of friendship is a sad thing. I know it, because I have experienced it too. Adults can keep in touch a lot easier than kids can and let's face it, being close in proximity to people helps you stay connected. It won't be the same again. Next summer we won't be there to play with these kids. They will have new neighbors and so will we, but it won't be the same.
I spent a little time today reminiscing about a neighbor friend that I had growing up. Growing up rural didn't give me a lot of options for friends but I had a great friend named Alison who came to visit her dad every summer who just happened to live 1/4 mile away. I was so happy when she came! We rode horses together and had such a great time. I was devastated when she would leave at summer's end. I still remember the loneliness I felt when she had to go back to Auburn.
I suppose as adults we just get a little more used to people coming in and out of our lives. Not that we aren't still sad, but we are a little more used to it. And maybe we don't verbalize it the way kids do. All I know is that this is a sadness that I can't take away, blow off, or snap them out of. It's real to them and they will feel it for a while. It's also necessary and part of what shapes them as they grow up. Still no fun to watch.....
I am thankful for our little house on Amber Avenue. God has blessed us with a great place to stay during this time and wonderful neighbors! We are packing up and moving on. This season is coming to a close and a new one is beginning. As excited as we are to begin our new adventure, there is a little sadness too.