A few weeks ago, I met the lady next door. This neighbor seemed to be elusive. Whenever I would see her or her husband outside, they wouldn’t respond to a neighborly “hello…” I was as if they couldn’t hear – and each time, they would go back into their house, immediately.
I was frustrated
So, when the storms whipped through our area, everything was beaten down and flooded, including this neighbor’s beautiful peony bush. As I assessed the damage in my own garden, I was prodded by the Lord to make a connection to the neighbor lady, who happened to be standing outside with her son, just briefly.
I walked over to the lady before she would notice me, and I mentioned that her peonies could be staked, and they’d be fine. I introduced myself, and she did the same. She was so sweet! We talked a little bit, then went on with our day. That was amazing. So yes, after two years, I met the gal next door. Nice!
~Carole, Belle Plaine