More than a neighbor

Sometimes people you see on a daily basis remain acquaintences and sometimes they become part of your family.

I received some very upsetting news this Saturday about a family friend who suffered a severe neck injury. This is a man that lived across the street from me since I was in 6th grade. He was that awesomely nosey neighbor, and I say awesome because I loved that he asked questions and was genuinely interested in my answers. Likewise, you could ask him anything and he would gladly share any about himself with you. To this day, I still like people who are nosey for the sake of carrying on genuine conversations.

Ed,

I will miss our conversations. You were not my neighbor for 10 years or a family "friend" for 30 years. You were part of my family. You were always helpful without judgement. And on your last day you were still so generous by making an election to let go of life so your organs would still be healthy enough to donate. I do not like your decision because it breaks my heart and I am being selfish. I can tell you that because I know you won't judge me. I'm lucky to have known you.

All my love,

Ames