I was just outside finishing up the convo with the repairman that came by and noticed an abundance of cars in the driveways of both of my neighbors yard. As I was walking to the mailbox, I noticed a sign in one of the neighbors yard announcing the birth of their new baby. Awwwwwww. I really don't talk to them all that much but I'll be sure to tell the husband congratulations next time I see him out walking their dog.
Since the driveway at the other house was also full, I saw a couple across the street taking soda's and Styrofoam cups out of the trunk of their car. I stopped to ask them was everything okay, in my mind knowing what words were about to come next (it's just something about seeing folks randomly bring over pops to a house ya know?).
Friend of Neighbor: No, Mrs. B passed away this morning.
Me: WHAT?!
FON: Yeah, you know she had to go back to the hospital.
Me: No, but she was just here Tuesday (like that makes a difference)
FON: Yeah.....
Then I busted out crying, told them thank you, and went into the house.*sigh* I don't know where that came from and feel stupid for crying in front of a couple of strangers like that. *bigger sigh* I'm sad though. Tuesday was the last day I saw her since it was the last day this week that was nice enough to go walking. I would normally only see them when I went to pick up their dog to take him walking with my pack or if they called for Z and I to come over and do something for them.
I'll miss Mrs. B. She was a cool old lady that gave good advice. I'll miss her referring to Z and I as her "kids". I'll miss her harassing us about doing the right thing and tying the knot. Okay not really but oddly enough, she was one of the few people that didn't annoy me when she brought it up. lol I remember when she came home after being released from the hospital and physical therapy (after breaking her hip). When I stopped by to chat it up with her, I honestly was shocked because she seemed just fine. She was waiting on Mr. B to come back with her cigarettes (she stayed lighting up the VA Slims, lol) and we just talked about everything and nothing. I guess in my head that stereotype of it having a hip break and being old and it all "going downhill" was implanted in my head. Perhaps they were right. I dunno. I'm just sad and in shock.
Z will be off in a little while. Hopefully the visitors will have died down by then so we can go pay our respects.
Updated: We decided to wait until later this weekend to go over and sit with him (and his sister who also stays next door). I talked with Mr. B over the phone not too long ago and he just sounds sooo sad AND tired. I have the blinds open and people have been coming and going all day long. We didn't stay on the phone very long but he did say that this was unexpected. :(