There is nothing quite as beautiful as people in the world that understand exactly what you are going through, and can be a listening ear, helping hand, and friend throughout your struggle. That is what I strive to be for my next door neighbors.
I got on Facebook the other night, and this was my neighbor’s post. It is written so beautifully, and tells the story better than I ever could. It spoke to me, and hit home for me in many ways.
A year ago, Melyssa’s husband David took his life-leaving Melyssa as a single Mom, and her 3 boys without a father. Melyssa, having battled cancer, aligns their life almost directly to mine, which is why I feel so connected to them and as if I can make a difference in their lives during their grief.
I have had conversations with Melyssa, and I often watch her boys. Some things in life are not coincidental, and living right next door to my neighbors, is one of those things.
If you would like to read Melyssa’s Facebook post, it is below…and always know that you are loved.
The youngest of the boys, Lane. Sorry I look so gross, this was taken by Luke (the middle one) after my 20 minute run.
Persevering Paige 
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