There’s definitely something about Christmas that makes you reflect and think on things differently. Perhaps it’s all this “Goodwill to All Men”
Something happened to me yesterday.
You all know I’ve really not been myself mentally for quite a while now. I always like to “cultivate” relationships with my neighbours - important that you get on with yeh??
Well, I’d really got my knickers in a right twist last year with certain neighbours, about a fence panel having been taken out and left removed before I moved in (They’d been accessing my garden, to do bits of tidying!! - unnecessary, BUT without permission and left this open accessible gap to all and sundry.) which then remained left out of its slot for 15 months, plus tree roots from their side cracking the dividing wall. Shalln’t bore you with all the facts. Have yet to consult a solicitor about the proper legalities of who’s wall/fence it is or isn’t. Was just summat else to have to deal with and didn’t, not being in a fit state mentally to. Went totally bananas at them when they replaced ALL the fence panels with new, this March, accessing my garden without letting me know or asking, damaging a load of shrubs, trampling all over the shop. Steam was coming out of all those orifices again. Really let rip, threatening legal action blah blah. Didn’t do anything. Had plenty of rants to myself about it, but never did “Get round to it” as per flippin usual.
But . . . . it always really saddens me to not get on with people. (I’m quite nice and friendly really - yes really)
So, something made me pop an Xmas card through their door, wishing and hoping they were all well. I was “in” when a hand and card appeared through my letterbox. I opened the door to catch and speak to whoever it was, unknowing that it was said neighbour returning a card. So went out to say Hi and to apologise for all my sh*ttiness about the fence etc. Explained I’d had a load of mental cr*p goin on and had been recently meaning to pop a letter of apology to them both through their door, cos I hate not getting on with people.
D’ya know what. She just gave me a GREAT big hug and said, “It’s okay Adele, know it’s been tough for you, but thank you so much for apologising and your card, felt and sensed it was a bit of an olive branch”.
Awwwwww - so a happy ending 'ey, and another bridge built. Jeez - think I need my head chopping off or my mouth sewing up sometimes.
Nice though 'ey. It has become a philosophy of mine, in recent years, that we really DO all need to take care of each other, not just ourselves, which I’m not very good at anyway.
Just wanted to share that lovely little “happening/warmth”.
xxxxxxx