Yesterday, my son's best friend moved away. It was hard for my son, to know that he would no longer see his friend in his classroom. Or see his coat hanging off his special hook. Or see his bike in its usual spot outside the school yard.
The mornings would not be full of the same excitement of running into his friend on the path where they would walk, and run. He'd have to roll down that green hill on his own, or convince his sister too.
On the way back from school, there would be noone to hang out with in that leafy Boys Only club-house that would be filled with silence sometimes, whispers often, and laughter almost always.
My son went to bed last night, feeling lost and lonely. Left behind. I hope for his sake that his heart will feel less heavy soon.
The mornings would not be full of the same excitement of running into his friend on the path where they would walk, and run. He'd have to roll down that green hill on his own, or convince his sister too.
On the way back from school, there would be noone to hang out with in that leafy Boys Only club-house that would be filled with silence sometimes, whispers often, and laughter almost always.
My son went to bed last night, feeling lost and lonely. Left behind. I hope for his sake that his heart will feel less heavy soon.
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