BlackBoard Blessings :: Postings of Daily thoughts, Zen like moments, and Blessings that happen to a family living in a small hamlet in the middle of nowhere Canada. Where The kindness of neighbors, this bridge and it's view make us feel blessed to be here and inspire living in the moment.

the local news website posted pics and video of the fall fair from this weekend.

this is a pic they took of me, without me even knowing it was taken.

The kids and I were at the pumpkin painting table and a mom with a 3 month old crying baby and this little 3 year old girl was struggling to help her daughter decorate a pumpkin, and coddle and bounce the obviously hungry baby.
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When she put her pinky finger in the babies mouth I knew right away she was a breastfed baby…so I asked the woman if she nursed, and she acted relieved for someone to understand her predicament.

She had tried to nurse earlier but could not find a quiet place for the baby to settle and not be distracted from all the noises. So, I told her i understood as i breastfed both the kids and asked if she was from here. She was from Toronto on a week vacation renting a cottage. So I introduced myself to her, told her where I lived in the village, and told her to just go over on the grass behind the early years center truck beside where we were and nurse her baby, and I’d be in eyesight and I’d watch her daughter for her.

It was no biggie…since my kids were still painting theirs and was easy to just stay with her daughter right there until she got back. She was grateful as the baby was not consolable by that point. She told the little girl that she was going to go feed her sister and would be right over there, but the little girl was more excited to see and talk to miss piggy.

So I helped that little girl from Toronto who was here on a week holiday, paint a pumpkin as Miss piggy.

And…it never occurred to me until I saw this picture, that that little girl will probably always remember being at a fall fair when she was little and decorating a pumpkin with Miss Piggy. I think that’s really cool.

What is even cooler, is that I took a negative in being called miss piggy by my crappy neighbour in a piece of “anonymous ” hate mail last spring, and turned it into something good and positive this weekend, and THAT makes me feel REALLY REALLY good.

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we have been here for over 2 years now, and have developed friendships, and developed enemies with few of the neighbouring homes.

One friendship we have made….in particular is a family with children as well. in the same age ranges as our children, and It is a blessing to have people you can relate to, and actually LIKE near by in such a small place.

the children play together all summer and enjoyed playing marbles, bike riding, trips to the beach together as families, bon fires, swimming, and and water fights, and even a tenting sleepover recently , to end the summer fun. it makes this place an absolute blessing in our lives.

I know this all to well, because for all things in life, there and equal and exact opposite.

I won’t go into detail since this is my blessings site, to talk about the good things in life, but we have had a very difficult time with a neighbour causing us issues due to him being prejudiced of poor people. we are a disabelled family, and live on a small disability pension. We heat our home with wood, and he has decided he hates us. I have received annonymous hate mail in the mail from a neighbour, and he has in the past 8 months tried to call CAS on us more then once with false allegations, report us for our Ebike scooters to the police, and been verbally abusive to me, and my husband in public.

It has died down a bit, but he continues to try and make our lives stressful buy making reports to the by law office for the wood we heat with in our driveway, and the outright stalking us, watching us from his car, or yard, and watching what we do while he washes his car three days in a row. Recent verbal out bursts from him have proven to me he is just one of those dark souls and a hateful human being, who tries to make his life worth something by trying to make others more miserable than he is. I guess since he is a retired police officer, he no longer can tell people what to do, and now that he is just a guy, an aging old guy, with no importance in the world, he has become bitter and resentful in life.

Recently, he put a for sale sign on his lawn, and has been having many open houses to try and sell. I hope he is able to sell fast and move on to somewhere where he will be more happy, and we get nice neighbours in place of this bullying, abusive behaviour, with his derogatory comments in front of the children.

I’m assuming the latest rash of verbal bullying from him is due to the fact that I have been collecting a fallen tree from a farther out the road neighbour, and cutting it up on my driveway, to prepare for winter.

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