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Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/item_id/2195306-The-Road-To-Elle/day/7-4-2022
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Rated: GC · Book · Biographical · #2195306

is paved with good intentions...

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Hi, I'm Elle. I'm based in Auckland, New Zealand. I'm the mother of two young adults, the wife of an entrepreneurial gamer and the Queen of Unfinished Projects. This blog will contain poems, short stories, possibly photos and book reviews if you're lucky, and my thoughts on a variety of topics. Hope you enjoy it.
July 4, 2022 at 11:37pm
July 4, 2022 at 11:37pm
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I found out today that our elderly neighbour, who went into a rest home earlier this year, passed away this morning. I'm not taking it so well. Haven't cried yet, but that's only because I'm at work. I think part of it is normal grief, when you've loved someone. And part of it is that it's the end of an era. Her husband died last year during covid lockdowns, and the house has been sold. Her son is over from Australia at the moment (I'm glad he was with her when she passed) and is clearing out her house. He has given us some things, which is nice. A few pieces of crystal, and some appliances. But the other neighbours have also sold, and so the two lots of neighbours we got on best with are both gone or going. And everything is changing. And while that's okay, and it's even a little bit exciting (we put in an offer on the beach house yesterday), it's still hard to say goodbye to all those happy memories that we made. I feel like we're moving away, even though we're still in the same house. I think I feel a little bit lost and a little bit out of control, and a lot sad. And I need to not be writing this anymore before I start bawling at my desk and people think I'm weird for a) crying at work and b) crying over my next door neighbour. But we love who we love, and we don't need to be related to someone to love them. And Errol and Colleen loved my children like grandchildren, and we all loved them. They were kind and funny and naughty and rude and they adored all our pets. I will miss them both.


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