Last evening my 9 year old son experienced one of life’s crisises for the first time – having friends move away.
We’ve lived in the same street for eleven years now. This place is all my son knows. The family moving has also lived here for the same time period. My son grew up playing with the two brothers, 10 and 8 years of age. They became best friends forever.
A while back the father got a transfer to another province far away. They sold their house and last evening they left for their new home. My son has been fighting his emotions for the last several weeks, finally he had to release them.
He intensified his play with the boys over the last week, and then the final goodbyes had to be said. They are gone from his life. He intends to try to keep in touch with Facebook and snailmail, but it won’t be the same. There won’t be the drop-in visits, time spent playing army and computer games together. Life dealt them a life-changing blow.
Friends are precious. The lesson learned through this event will be part of these young minds for a long time. New friendships will be made over the years to come, but it’s hard to imagine them being as good as the one these best friends forever have.
It touched me to watch my son stand on the porch waving goodbye as they drove away to their new life. Son I know you don’t understand right now, but in the years to come you will make many more “best friends forever”.