Sad day on Seventh Street

Today for us, it was a sad day on Seventh Street. Our neighbors across the street moved out of their house. While we are excited to see who will be moving in and for them to enjoy a new home, we are more sad to see the people we have gotten to know so well and become friends with move out. Thankfully they will still be in the area, but it is still hard.
They have a 5 year old boy who Hunter has gotten along with so well and they have developed such a great friendship. He also loved playing with their older daughter who is 8, and I think if you caught Hunter on the right moment, he will admit he liked playing with their 2.5 year old daughter even though they didn't always see eye to eye. Last summer, there was hardly a day when the two boys didn't play together. They were inseparable. They were the kind of neighbors that you could borrow a cup of sugar from, you could trust to send your kids over to their home without having to worry, someone you know would help if you got in a pinch. And the funny thing is, it's not just a saying. We made all of those examples come true.
We have known for over a month that they were moving, but it doesn't sink in until you watch your son hang his head and shed a few tears as he watches the moving truck pull away from the driveway with all of their belongings. I must admit, tears have been shed on my end too. But he has assured me that even though his friend is moving, he knows that they will be friends forever. I really do hope that this is true and that over the years, we continue to get the kids together-their two daughters and son and our two boys. It will be weird not having them around almost everyday. And to see someone else enter their home this weekend. I will miss the chats with their older daughter and the random doorbell rings from their youngest.
Today, Hunter was watching out the window and the new owners were there for the final walk through. He came running to me and said "Mom! Someone is at ***'s house! I think it's robbers! We better go get them!" I explained to him that no, they're not robbers. They are our new neighbors.
As I post, they are arriving and starting to unload their trailer. I know they cannot replace the friendship we have made with the previous family who has lived there, but I do hope they have a kid that Hunter and Brody can be friends with. I hope that they are nice.
Even though it is exciting, it is still a sad day on Seventh Street.