Dear Editor,
I would like to address this to the well dressed woman that I caught stealing flowers from the front of my house today.
You carefully looked over my house first to see if there was any activity and then you started collecting our dahlias. I don’t think you lacked the money to buy a bouquet, and I don’t think you were ignorant of the fact that people plant and nurture the flowers to make our neighborhood a little nicer.
If only you had just knocked on the door and asked. I would have given you what you wanted and, maybe in the process, a pleasant encounter would have brightened our week.
This isn’t a major incident.
It doesn’t even rate as a bad neighbour encounter. What it is another tiny rock on the pile. So one takes a few flowers; then beer cans are left on the grass; then garbage is dumped in a bin that isn’t your own. Not big things but things that add to a feeling of sadness and annoyance.
We have been blessed with the best neighbours that anyone could possibly have. Caring, compassionate, and always ready to help or have a laugh. I cherish every one of them.
To the “Flower Lady” I am so very sorry you missed a chance to get to know me, and instead felt the need to use your sense of entitlement to take what didn’t belong to you.
Diane Adams, New Westminster
