Tuesday my friend Lacey painted her toenails. Thursday, Emily helped her learn to eat squeeze-yogurt. And for the past year and a half, Sarah and Scottie have been like aunt and uncle to her. Maybe it's luck that such a compatible couple moved in next door a year and a half ago. I think it's a blessing. Children are meant to be raised with family. Lots of it. Yet, as a military family, we never lived in the same town as family and close friends. Sarah and Scottie have been extended family. They've made her peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, showed her how to treat puppies, and they know her bedtime routine as well as J. and I - down to the prayer we recite to her every night. They even have a few rituals of their own.
So today, watching E. play "airplanes" (Scottie is an Airforce pilot) and garden with Sarah was bittersweet. Sarah has been on the verge of tears all day. So have I. It's been special living next door to them.
We'll miss you.
(on Sarah & Scottie's doorstep)