I’ve lived in the same house all of my life and have had the same neighbours living in the house next door.
They are a lovely couple with two kids (who are now all grown up with kids of their own). They used to give us all the board games, books and even a skateboard that their kids didn’t play with. They also made us log cakes for Christmas. He even gave me my first real job.
Whenever we see them, we stop and chat. Now that they are older, we try to do our little part for them, which includes shovelling the heaps of snow off their driveway in the winter.
This morning around 4 am, I was awakened by the sound of a fire truck and ambulance that had parked right outside my house. In my half asleep and disoriented state, my initial reaction was that there was a problem at my house. However, I peeked through the blinds and quickly realized the paramedics were entering my neighbours’ house. I was worried. I really hoped nothing awful had happened.
When I got home from work, my mom told me she had gone over to see how they were doing. The husband had experienced a mini health scare but seems to be doing alright. I’m glad he’s doing well and wish him a speedy recovery.❤️