April Second; A Lesson in There Somewhere

Neighbors.

Life really changes as time passes, in so many ways. When my brothers and I were kids growing up on this road there were four families here. Us, my grandparents, an older couple with a bull dog and a family we were friends with. Now, there are eight houses and the four apartments. The dirt road has gone from quiet to a type country speedway. Instead of crickets, you hear some type of supposed music being played loudly.

Yesterday apparently one of the neighbors bought a new stereo system or speakers or something and figured out the entire county needed to hear how amazing it was. No, we don’t actually. I was trying to listen to some weird something on television, unsolved mysteries of some sort but the mystery quickly became how to hear the television. Oh, and the external speaker, was two feet away behind my computer monitor. I even in frustration went out onto my front porch at one point to see who was showing off, but the dark was not my friend at that moment.

I could call the police. I could contact the realtor who owns the rentals. I seriously do not want to do either. I don’t wish to be –that– neighbor. But this makes not doing it difficult. The thing is, I feel as if I am being taught a lesson here. I simply have to figure out what that lesson may be.

I lost my job and ended up taking early retirement so I could be here for my parents. That is a blessing and I am grateful. Frustrated and annoyed at times, but still very grateful to be blessed in this way.

Losing my job means there is no real extra money. I could take a part time job, but then there would be no one here for my parents. I feel that the lesson here is learning how little –extra–stuff I actually need. Consciously I understand. I know that as long as bills are paid, gas in the car and food in the house, we’re good. I don’t really need a lot of stuff. It clutters up the house and a lot of it goes unused, its simply here. Even as I  know this, I will admit to being envious of those who are able to eat out when ever they wish. I envy those who are able to go on amazing vacations. I envy, then I feel guilty over the envy and jealousy. Because all that, all those things are simply wants, not needs. Extras and not necessities.

There are people who come into my life and then disappear. (Just a note here, if you disappear then want to reappear as if nothing happened, don’t expect me to fully trust you again.) I understand that for that moment, there was a reason for their season. I have to learn to accept that their time is finished, their door closed and I need to move away and move forward.

I’m seeing a lot of the cats less and less now. They show up in the morning to be fed, then mostly disappear for the rest of the day. Another one of those here for a season and time thing. I think maybe its one of those take care of those in need lessons, even if its stray cats.

This thing with the neighbors though. I’m not sure what the lesson is there. How to be a good neighbor? How to take and ignore what annoys me? They really aren’t hurting anyone or thing, just being obnoxiously annoying. To me anyway. To learn how to deal with stuff and not attempt retaliation?  How to sit here in the realization that I am safe in my own home, while many are homeless and many have had to flea their homes to escape an invasion. How to sit here, knowing we have all we need and then some, while others do without. How to sit here with the assumption of good health, while others suffer through various ailments. If loud music is the worst I have to deal with, I have no problems. If I feel that I need to gripe and complain over a really good sounding, though loud stereo, I’m being very petty. It could even be that they have never lived in an area such as this and don’t realize how far that sound carries. And as someone on social media mentioned, there is always a good set of headphones.

I know there is a lesson here. I’m sure the answer will be explained  to me just as the others have been along the way.

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About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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13 Responses to April Second; A Lesson in There Somewhere

  1. John says:

    Life has changed way too much for my liking. And, I’ve been that neighbor who calls the HOA on his rotten neighbors for violation after violation of the rules here. You are not a bad neighbor if you take action against the noise pollution nearby, Rebecca. When I took classes on real estate years ago, I learned that there are specific rights for each homeowner. One of which is your right to have a peaceful domicile, to not have to deal with noisy neighbors!

    • So far today everything has been fine. I try to be careful due to my parents living next door and I don’t want to risk someone taking their anger at me out on them.

      • John says:

        Good thinking, I agree! People are so crazy today which sucks.

      • I have spoken with some of the neighbors and they seem nice enough. So far all is quiet here tonight so, who knows..

      • John says:

        I hope it stays that way! Here, it’s about the dogs barking way too much, but the core problem is the owners. Dogs are gonna bark…

      • Mine bark, both both are wearing ecollars. I am working on quietening them down. It would be a lot easier if there wasn’t so many cats wandering about. Not just the ones I feed but all the others that think I’m running a cat safe.

      • John says:

        I see, can you contact your county animal control and have the feral cats humanely of course, removed?

      • No, the animal control here won’t come for cats. They once would loan out life animal traps and I imagine they still do, but I don’t trust them as far as long term especially with cats that aren’t very friendly.

      • John says:

        If the feral cats are mean, the county may put them down I suppose.

  2. This is exactly why I broke down and ordered shock collars for our dogs recently. The loud, aggressive barking was annoying for me and I love them so I can’t imagine the neighbors were too happy with it. I would never want to be -that- neighbor, on either ends.

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