Our community, Ashburn, is one of those communities that is a little too good to be true. But it is in fact just that. Our neighborhood, Broadlands, is this ideal place to raise and care for kids. Lawnmowers in the background, dogs barking, joggers running past, kids playing in the streets, bikes laying in driveways, kids slamming doors to go play outside. Then you get to our street. On our street, you find open doors - where you walk right in and say hi. You find neighbors mowing your lawn when you are sick or away. You find generous tokens of friendship, texts with can I get you something from the store?, dogs wrestling in the grass, nerf gun wars in the backyards, meat being grilled at all hours, sports projected on a garage wall, GNO nights. That's us. That's how we roll.
In this past week our community came together strong in support of the Rupp family. Kids organized a candlelight vigil where hundreds came to the gym to mourn Gavin. On our street, doors opened and we housed family, friends, and neighbors with food and drink. Liberally. We sat together for the service, unplanned - just intuitively. Even those that used to live on our street in that moment were a part of our street. When one of us spoke to give a Eulogy, he spoke with all our voices. We are a truly dysfunctional family - but a family nonetheless, forever bonded. I would choose to live no where else.
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,http://ashburn.patch.com/groups/obituaries/p/theyll-keep-fighting-for-him-cancer-victim-gavin-rupp-13-remembered-by-hundreds
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