A neighbor has been on hard times lately. Leaving his verbally abusive wife but then getting laid off from a job that made him come back to work almost immediately after a major heart attack, forced to live on the property with her, etc. I've tried to be here for him to talk to, borrow money, give an odd job here and there, whatever.
So, he calls me tonight to tell me something going good and asks to borrow some money. He comes over and we are talking on the front porch and he tells me how he thinks if he had a child around he feels it would calm things down for him. I laughed, told him it's not like a pet, which is reported to lower your blood pressure just by petting it. I told him the 3 kids wind me up, not calm me down.
Had to laugh, but at the same time I feel bad for him. He is missing out, and unfortunately he knows first hand, being estranged from an older son and losing a baby, he knows.
Sometimes I think things happen for a reason. I rarely have money on me, but because JJ's daycare wouldn't take the extra $ I give her for being late, I had the cash on me. I think I needed the lesson, to literally look in my front door at the boys, to appreciate what they bring to my life, and be thankful, for I am blessed.
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