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A Neighborhood Divided: Years of Friends, Months of Loss, Weeks of Grief

A Neighborhood Divided: Years of Friends, Months of Loss, Weeks of Grief

When we moved out of Baja and back to Cali, I wasn’t what you’d call… excited. Besides the whole experience feeling anti-climactic (we already lived in SoCal once), track houses aren’t really my jam.

Apparently, the neighborhood cookie-cutter fairy put all of our floor plans on a blueprint and the creativity stopped after five. Five similar shapes, five coordinating paint schemes, and that was it. 

Match-y match-y ain’t my style. Plus, I didn’t see a whole lot of ministry taking place between getting the mail and pulling in trashcans.

I don’t mean to sound like a whiner. I’m truly grateful for Model #3 to call home and know millions around the world would die for an opportunity to have this much space. 

But in all honesty, I thought living in the forest… or on a small farm… or in an old historic house with rattling pipes… or something more rustic… would be so much cooler than the land of concrete and stucco.

But this is where God clearly opened doors and had us land. So I sought contentment and looked for ways to settle in. The closest thing to be a part of was our neighborhood, so I started there.

Knock-Knock, Ding-Dong

My first experience in meeting our new neighbors didn’t come by standing in our driveway and waiting for someone to emerge; I would’ve been waiting for hours days. It came when I passed out invitations house-to-house with the woman next door.

Twenty-one times we knocked on doors, rang bells, and invited strangers to a BBQ. Some were timid, some excited, all curious, but the experience taught me a couple things: 

  • Humans are weird.
  • Everyone likes to be invited. 

The turnout was mediocre, but rich conversation flowed and strangers connected. For the past three years we’ve repeated the trend: invite, chat, eat, bond. 

No, we’re not all best friends. But of the eight families we know the best, picking up groceries, carpooling, mowing, listening, and exercising together has become the norm. We also watch out for each other’s kids, have driveway dinners, dog sit, buy fundraiser goods, celebrate new babies, and welcome visiting family. 

We’ve walked with each other through the surprising loss of jobs, the extreme loss of motivation, and the heartbreaking loss of pets.

And then we lost a human.

December 2020

A girl with special needs three doors down, who dealt with persistent aspirating, had an episode too violent for anyone to save her. And just like that, she was gone before we saw the ambulance out front. 

And suddenly, our street felt dark.

Two weeks later, a kind man, five doors down (barely middle age), laid in a hospital bed and fought Covid over Christmas. His wife and kids couldn’t see him, near the end they couldn’t talk, and then he died… alone.

And then last month… a funny guy, the neighborhood walker, straight outta Brooklyn with gold chains to prove it, got sick and died before we even noticed he wasn’t walking anymore.

I can still hear his thick New York accent. “How you doin’?”

Last week I texted another neighbor directly across the street. Her boyfriend got Covid a month ago and fought hard. “Hey there. Ed still fightin’ strong?”

She texted back immediately. “Unfortunately not. He passed last night.”

Okay, Lord… I’m Listening.

What do you want me to do? How do you want me involved? How can I comfort, encourage, listen?

“Loving your neighbor as yourself” in Matthew 22:37 isn’t just a suggestion. It’s actually a command.

And let’s be real… understanding that string of five words doesn’t exactly require a Ph.d. Jesus basically told us to figure out how we want to be treated and then do the same to others. 

What does this look like though? To treat others with respect, yes. To give more unconditional love, of course. 

But how does it tangibly look? To show up with treats? To mow someone’s grass? To be an inviter? To pull in trashcans?

Yeah—go do things like that.

These decisions shouldn’t produce a bunch of stress though. Trying to figure out if your co-worker prefers banana bread over pumpkin bread and then worrying you chose the wrong one? I get it; my brain works like that too. 

Let’s not go there. If someone showed up with a baked goodie just for you, would it matter if it wasn’t your fave? No, you’d probably just be stoked that they thought of you.

Would you like it if someone sent you a sympathy card when you lose a family member? Then do that for someone else. Would a meal take a load off your plate? Take a load off someone else’s.

How would you feel if you drove in your driveway to trimmed shrubs? A mowed lawn? Raked leaves? A bag of groceries? Has a neighbor ever offered to pick up something at the store for you? It feels amazing! Go do the same. 

Our New Normal

Is it normal to lose four neighbors in nine months? I guess it depends where you live. But this is all new for our little suburban street in SoCal, and we barely know what to do. This next-level loss caught us all off guard.

These neighbors who lost family members have had their homes divided. They gained an empty seat at the table… an extra car in the garage… a void in the family.

Our neighborhood feels connected and divided all at the same time. And though I have zero clues about how they feel, I want to be a listener. And a learner. How can we be a light in their darkness?

Those who lose members of their families deal with so many aspects of pain and grief. But if they have intentional neighbors, loneliness doesn’t need to be so high on that list. So I write this to remind myself:

  • Knock on the door
  • Be okay with the awkward
  • Shut up and listen 

Have you lost a loved one lately? If so, I’m sorry for your loss. I pray you have neighbors who reach out. 

None of us ever know what’s coming tomorrow. May we all be the kind of people who step up and show compassion.

In memory of these souls:

  • Emily, 25
  • Mike, 52
  • Fred, 79
  • Ed, 54
Still can’t believe we’re missing 3 neighbors from this picture. Emily in wheelchair. Mike behind her. Ed in striped shorts. We miss you, amigos.

“Go often to the house of thy friend, for weeds choke the unused path.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson

“All will concede that in order to have good neighbors, we must also be good neighbors. That applies in every field of human endeavor.”  -Harry S. Truman

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Yellow Lights, Red Flags: Warning signs that help keep our noisy lives in check

Yellow Lights, Red Flags: Warning signs that help keep our noisy lives in check

I ran a big fat yellow light this week. Actually, if you must know, it looked a tad orange. How a human brain can go back and forth that many times in a matter of 1.8 seconds is beyond me, but there I was: Slow down. Punch it.  I’m good. This isn’t good.  Cops? No… Continue Reading

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New News – Welcome to the Inside Scoop!

New News – Welcome to the Inside Scoop!

Since most lists have at least three points, here are mine: Uno, thank you for opening this new post. Whether you’re stretching your way to getting out of bed, busy making breakfast, lounging with your café, hustlin’ on a treadmill, waiting in a line, watching TV you’re not really into, or winding down before you… Continue Reading

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15 Favorite Family-Friendly Flicks to Watch at Home With the Kids This Weekend

15 Favorite Family-Friendly Flicks to Watch at Home With the Kids This Weekend

There are tons of great animated movies that we adults can love right alongside the littles, but this is a list of our family’s favorite real-life flicks when our kids were in elementary and middle school. Depending on your strict meter, most of these are for ages 8/10 and up, and they’re all rated G… Continue Reading

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When Daily Practice Doesn’t Make Perfect

When Daily Practice Doesn’t Make Perfect

Lesson #1 Around ten years old I got ushered to a piano bench by a concert pianist. She seemed kind, I was cluelessly optimistic, and my parents paid good money for the woman to deal with me for two years. If you don’t know my family, my father also earned the title of a concert… Continue Reading

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Home Sweet Trailer in Baja: Abraham’s Forever Faith in My Face

Home Sweet Trailer in Baja: Abraham’s Forever Faith in My Face

I am no longer a journaler.  Journaler? That’s a weird word. I engaged my pens decades ago, especially when the subject matter revolved around boys, but then I tapered.  Since then I’ve started and stopped more than start-stop technology in city traffic, but I just can’t get into it. So now I use them as… Continue Reading

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Corner Office Syndrome as a Boss: When it’s Always Lonely at the Top of the Business or Ministry

Corner Office Syndrome as a Boss: When it’s Always Lonely at the Top of the Business or Ministry

A few years ago I reported the results of a missionary survey I did and was surprised by their answers. (Especially when they matched mine.) With global loneliness at an all-time high, I thought I’d take a closer look into the phenomenon where some people might not look. The old cliché, “It’s lonely at the… Continue Reading

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All I Want for Christmas This Year is a Book. And Star Wars Baby Yoda.

All I Want for Christmas This Year is a Book. And Star Wars Baby Yoda.

If Christmas prep has you clicking your orders more than shopping in stores, this post is for you.  Check out these popular, high-ranking books for everyone on your mostly-always-nice list. Or buy them for yourself and call it a day. Merry Christmas to you! (Happy Reminder: when you purchase from my links, Amazon throws me… Continue Reading

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Simple Family Thanksgiving Ideas: Goodies & Gifts to Keep it Basic This Year

Simple Family Thanksgiving Ideas: Goodies & Gifts to Keep it Basic This Year

Raise your hand if you’re tired. Same here. And yet, most of us want a cozy space and a fun Turkey Day, so we press on. Here are a few items to bring the Thanksgiving spirit, help you keep the kids out of the kitchen while the goodness cooks, and usher in rad memories.  Click… Continue Reading

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Kicked Out of the Bank: When Rejection Suddenly Strikes You and Your Family

Kicked Out of the Bank: When Rejection Suddenly Strikes You and Your Family

A few years into Baja living, my husband learned to roll with the inconvenient punches, knew exactly how to pay all the bills in person, and understood the cultural norms.  But of all the places we visited in the city, going to a Mexican bank never felt fun.  Funky restaurants? Yes.  The Italian gelato shop?… Continue Reading

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