Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

Remembering a neighbor


Yesterday I was wandering near one of the towns where I grew up. Since I was so close I visited a local cemetary more to see the lake I lived on than to visit anyone there. It was a cold, windy day, so the lake was choppy and uninviting. It seemed a little surreal to be parked on the shores of the lake, gazing out at the small islands where we used to take off and land on water skies more than 50 years ago. The lake seemed so big when we were growing up, but looked so small yesterday.

Though I didn’t drive by our old house, I did think a bit about the neighbors we had growing up. And somehow, no reason why that I could determine, I wondered whatever happened to a woman who lived next door with her husband and adult son. I knew the two men had died, I’d kept in contact with her for a long time but lost track of her years ago.

So when I got home I googled her and smiled when I read in her obituary that she had lived to be 101. As I read about her life, her family, her accomplishments, memories of her energy and smile felt like hugs. And then I noticed the day of her birth, way back in 1909.

She was born on April 19th, the very day that I’d, for no reason at all, been thinking about her enough to make me look her up.

Happy Birthday Mrs. Holsted. You were a wonderful neighbor to our house full of gregarious kids. I hope you had cake yesterday, with your husband and son. Thanks for popping up in my memories.

You made me smile.

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

20 thoughts on “Remembering a neighbor

  1. Don’t you love it when you follow your muse and discover some wonderful memories in the process? RIP Mrs. Holsted.


  2. Serendipity? Happy birthday to your old (no pun intended!) neighbor.


  3. This post gave me the shivers—in a good way! Such a lovely coincidence. And what a fabulous top photo.


  4. A poignant post. Thanks for posting Mrs Holsted’s obit. That was a nice touch in honoring her.

    My mom was also born 1909. She turned 101 on April 26, 2010 and died March 4, 2011. They were of same generation, living good long lives.


  5. I love the photo in your header.
    I think there is a kind of communication thing sometimes that makes memories about someone/thing specific pop up and then you discover something significant about the date that happened. A kind of psychic communication, maybe. I believe there is much beyond our sphere that we are unaware of, but resides within us nevertheless.

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    • I agree. I haven’t thought of her in years, hadn’t driven by to get reminded. Was just looking out at the lake (which I don’t know that she’d ever been on) and thought of her.


  6. This was sweet to read. 🙂


  7. Aww that was a sweet post:)


  8. 101?? Wow, that’s a long life! This is a lovely tribute to your neighbor, Dawn. I find it so interesting how we can be prompted to think of somebody we haven’t thought of in ages, then take steps to learn what became of them. It kind of brings things full circle, doesn’t it?


    • Yes it does. It seems so odd to me that she popped into my mind while I was watching the lake. I couldn’t see our old houses, so that’s not it. And I don’t recall them having a boat or being lake people. I know she liked to fish…well I don’t even know that. My brother caught a trout one time, and gave it to her and they ate it (we weren’t a fish eating family)…but I don’t really recall her fishing from the back yard. I don’t even really remember being in their house very often, so now I’m wondering where I have sweet memories of her from. Maybe just conversations in the driveway.

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  9. What a sweet post of beautiful fond memories of the past. Serendipitously landing on her birthday! What a long wonderful life she had, makes me SMILE! ❤️


  10. What a lovely and serendipitous event. She has such an expressive and beautiful smile. 🙂


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