Two houses on my street were sold recently. Both families moved out this weekend. One new family appears to already be moving into one of the houses.
I’m not sad that the two families moved. I barely knew them even though we have lived on the same street for years. I think I only talked to the one couple when we sold them the house. I talked to the guy who lived in the other house when I would walk my dog, but it was for less than a minute each time and just exchanging small talk.
We have had new families move in over the years. It’s been pretty much the same for all of them. We see them. We wave. We say hello if we pass each other when out, but we are no longer a street where neighbors socialize. Well, as far as I know. It’s possible they are having parties and just not inviting us. That has happened in the past.
I assume nothing will change with the new people moving in. We are a few houses down the street from the two houses, so it’s possible we may rarely see them.
There is a small part of me that is hopeful that I’m wrong. That we will have a chance to meet them. That we will have things in common. That we might become friends. That it won’t feel like we are living in isolation even though there are people all around us.
Maybe this change will be a positive one.