humbled.

finally, this weekend i forced my neighbor to talk to me...i stayed outside, nearby and made it apparent that me and liam were out to play for a bit, that we weren't going anywhere...i talked a bit in front of their house with them while they were doing yard work but nothing came up..so,later  she walked over and asked sweetly about how we were doing and how she thought we were expecting and i told her we WERE...i got teary. she soon realized the emphasis on the WERE part and saw me wiping back tears....she said she was so sorry. that a month after we lost sydney, they miscarried at about two months and lost their job as well the same week and have been just hanging in there too, like us....so, we talked and commiserated and i realized how selfish i was being in my thinking...i know i had some validity to my feelings of being ignored by many (and still am by some) but with this sweet family who is usually very friendly, i never thought they might be dealing with crap too....like us. and so, another lesson learned. i was humbled and glad to have talked with her and have brushed the chip off my shoulder about the rest of them. all in good time. and like one comment was said earlier in that other post, i will probably have to make the first move and that is fine. i understand. but it is nice to know that this other family is there for us and us for them...like it supposed to be. knowing that ian was out of town, they even came to check on me this weekend during the show-down-arrest-of-a-bum-burglar that happened right in the middle of our cul-de-sac....brought me their numbers in case i needed them....ian is back home and missed all the cops action, but that is for another post....and i haven't told my parents or my inlaws about the drama for fear of worry, so now i am busted....to be continued.