THE GIRARDIS ARE GONE.
It was a date that I had been dreading for a while. Derek is beside himself because his best friend is gone. Lots of hugs and good luck wishes, and then Derek sat on his bed in his room, heartbroken.
I can only hope that whoever buys this house next door is at least on half the type of people that the Girardis are. I am going to miss my friends, and will try to stay in touch, but they moved to Texas. They may as well have gone to the moon. We probably will never see them again.
Well the tree is down and the Christmas decorations are put away. It's January 7th. It's kind of depressing, really.
It seems that every year, I get so caught up in the lead up to Christmas. I baked cookies like a madman. Shopped at the mall for family and friends. Ran here and there, visiting the old age home, etc. I had Derek's picture taken at Sears and had it made into photo cards, then sent them out. Before I knew it, Derek's Christmas concert happened, and Christmas was right around the corner. December seemed to go so fast. Too fast.
So now it's a new year, 2015. Our neighbors are moving away in a month. Derek has to fit as much playtime as he can with his best friend before he moves to their new house in Texas. I'm not looking forward to it, and I have no idea what to expect from a new neighbor. They have not sold the house yet.
