My neighbor told me a week ago that they are moving. Said he found a nice townhouse over in Fairport that was better for them. I congratulated him on the upgrade. This makes the third neighbor in my side of the building that has moved out since I moved in - and there are only 5 units!
I never got to know the first downstairs people. They left within days of our moving in. Then the other downstairs people moved out. Now the neighbor across the hall. I felt a bit guilty that I had only gotten to know them on a surface level. Really I should have been more interested. I know the wife suffers with bad arthritis and bad health issues, and that the husband, an older skinny guy with long gray hair, smoked like a haystack.
Beyond learning their names (which took the better part of a year), I can't say as I really know much more about them. Imagine my surprise as I stopped to chat with our new downstairs neighbor who just had rotator cuff surgery. He told me they had been evicted and were being sued for money and all sorts of things I had no idea about. It practically made my hair stand on end. I am totally naive. And relieved that they moved out. Good grief.
Now I am trying to move beyond my selfish "Lord, send me fabulous new neighbors (or let the unit stay empty a long time)" to "Lord, send someone who needs a good neighbor and let me learn to be one." It is not an easy sell especially in light of what I just learned about the previous neighbor! We shall see.
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