It’s all about LOVE ~ Thinking about my neighbours

​You might remember me writing about my new neighbours some time ago… the ones that I felt so afraid of when they moved in?  Well, things have gotten so much better between us thank goodness.  We don’t visit or bug each other, but all the time, one or the other is reaching out in kindness.  Like, I might give vegetables and herbs from my garden and preserves, etc., and when Shem was here the other day to mow my roadside lawn, he knows to do the neighbours lawn to the one side of me too, because we share the front lawn, and they are very old.  At the same time, he mowed the other lawn on the other side of our driveway… the one belonging to the neighbours I was afraid of before.  Shem is such a good man!
 
Those direct neighbours and I share our driveway and covered carport.  Our shared carport gates open independently so as not to bug each other when we come and go.  Once I asked Shem to come and mow my lawn when he had a chance, but before he could come, I noticed it had been mowed already… I later found out that my direct neighbours had done that.  Recently Shem cut down all the old leaves off our palm trees outside the yard, and at the same time, our neighbours were trimming their roadside lawn tree… so they offered to take our leaves and mess on the same load as theirs to dispose of it.  If they had not done that, Shem and I would have had to pack my car with it all and it would have been a huge, messy job, so it was such a blessing to have my neighbours help.
 
Well, on Friday evening, my neighbours car was stolen from outside their gate.  They had just arrived home and were unloading their groceries and within 10 minutes their car was gone.
 
I know what it feels like to have a car stolen! It’s a horrible, horrible feeling.  I also believe that these neighbours are struggling greatly. 
 
I might have a long list of things needing financial assistance, and I might list them sometime and ask for help again, but for now, they can wait, because right now, I would like to bless my neighbours to feel loved if at all possible, please.
 
On Saturday, I arrived home from my daughters’ house.  My son in law asked me to bring my car so that he could work on it.  He gave it a service… he is so kind and has taken it upon himself to do this from time to time for me.  How lovely he is… I love them both so much. 
 
Anyway… I had just arrived home and was also unloading the car and locking my gate, when I realised I’d locked my car doors… bag and car keys inside!  In my hand, I had my house keys, so I was grateful for that, because I could go inside and get my spar car keys in my room.  But, I get to my room door, and realise with horror, that I’d locked that on the way out earlier in the day and the keys are in my bag locked up in the car.  Oh dear! 
 
So I go over to the neighbours who are there thankfully and the elderly couple come over immediately to help me, armed with all their house keys to see if they fit… they didn’t… so they come with screwdrivers and both the man and lady are trying to unscrew the bedroom door handle to help me… but all the time the lady is crying and pouring out her heart to me about her stollen car. 
 
Her son had just managed to get a second car, so that his working mom could have one also to get herself to work.  That very morning (Friday), he’d gone and paid for it to be licensed… but now it was gone!  His mom was besides herself as tears streamed down her face as she was trying to unscrew the door handle with her husband also trying at the same time.  I didn’t stop her, because I think she needed to be doing something right then… she seemed so determined and so kind………….  Then just as all the screws are out, I remember that I didn’t put the keys into my bag as I usually ALWAYS do, but had put them somewhere else in the house…
 
Was that whole situation meant to happen for their sake, so that that dear lady could share her pain with her neighbour and receive some love…
 
Oh my goodness me, I felt so embarrassed and apologies profusely as I presented the keys and they screwed the door handle back on…
 
My memory problem is sooooo embarrassing! 
 
As they were leaving, I hugged my neighbour for a long time as she sobbed in my arms… surely, she needed to feel loved just then… and I felt the need to love her before she left because my heart ached for her too.
 
Anyway, the whole object of this letter, is that if anyone feels they could send/bring some love in the form of groceries, or anything that would uplift my neighbours, please do be so kind.
 
If you know me, then you know which is my house an which is theirs (no 18)… please just bring them a gift and tell them you heard that their car was stolen and you wanted to bless them.  You don’t need to mention me at all… I certainly wouldn’t want neighbours reading my blog posts… too close for comfort… hahaha!
 
Or if you prefer, you can bring your blessings to me to give to them, which I will gladly do.  Maybe bring it with a note from you and your family.
 
Lastly, if you want to make a donation, please reference it as Neighbourly love and I will pass it onto them. 

​Please help me to lift their spirits at this time of their loss… ♥
 
Thank you for sharing with my neighbours and I,
 
~ Panayiota