"Are you the cleaning lady?"

Yep, those were my first words to our new neighbor, Angie 4 short years ago. The house across the street from us had been going through a lot of renovations and we knew there was a buyer, so when I saw her cleaning I just thought she was the cleaning lady. Now it's been 4 years and the Anderson's are moving to a different neighborhood not too far away. I am not happy about this. I never would have guessed what great friends we were going to get when they moved in. A lot has changed since we met. She had a baby, I had a baby, she's watched my kids, I've watched hers. She showed me that there are women in this world that can kick ANY guy's butt. She's helped us put funiture together, she's cut our hair, she's fixed our hair when I have screwed it up. Some people enhance who you are, Angie is one of those to me. I hope we can be friends for a long time. It's a move that needs to happen, but I can still throw a little fit, right? I'm gonna miss Wyatt calling me, "Ho" and it's gonna be wierd to not look out the window to see if they're home before I call. We all are gonna miss the heck out of them. It's been a great run.