Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Her paper heart

My sweet girl encountered a pretty tough life experience this summer.

Her best friend moved away.  Far away.

Geez, I'm already crying.

It has been painful to relive memories of my own difficult move 2 years ago, but of course, watching her deal with it just breaks my heart a little more.

They adore each other (of course, fighting and laughing just like sisters!) and the sadness of not having the other A around sneaks up on her when she least expects it.  Sigh.

It was extra sad for me too because A's mom was someone that I connected with and we shared the experience of having sweet baby boys just 4 months apart.  So essentially, B's little buddy moved away too!  :(

It's a windy tale of how and why they came and went in only 18 months.  One that ended on a sad note for us, and for them in some ways, but we know that all the grandparents are probably glad to have them back closer.

Before they moved, I took the girls out for a special date.  I took a bunch of fun pictures of them and then out to dinner.  We created a special photo book for the girls to have.

One of our favorite artists is Fransesca Battistelli.  A and I love singing her songs when they come on the radio and bought her CD herself.  For the other A's birthday, we bough her a copy and she was hooked too!

I couldn't find a video of My Paper Heart, but two of our favorite songs are Free To Be Me and       Beautiful Beautiful.

I am sad that my sweet girl has had her paper heart torn, but these pictures make me smile.

Hopefully, I will be able to pull off a very special birthday surprise come January! ;)


Mommy Cracked said...

Bless her heart. I remember when my best friend left growing up and it sure was tough. Those are some really fantastic pictures of them, though. Hope they can get together soon!

Anonymous said...

In first grade, WE were the ones leaving Courtney's best friend to move here. I cried.

In 7th grade, we had our best friends move from here to Utah. They had lived down the street from us since we had moved into our neighborhood the same year.

I still miss our neighborhood friends terribly, but facebook and telephones make it a bit easier to cope. :) Still, there is definitely a gap that is not easily bridged...

On the other hand, when we moved here I left all my friends behind... and yet, we are still close, 8 years later. This is what I hope you will find to be true. There ARE friendships that manage to stand the test of time.

BTW, your new house? GORGEOUS.

And I don't mind being your "therapist." ha ha! In fact, I can identify with your situation: I've had 3 good friends go down some crazy paths in the last few years. I hear ya. I suspect if she has "new" voices in her life, they may be telling her what she'd like to hear. Well, I hope that's not the case, and how would I know? But I'll say a prayer for you both. It's so hard to know what it truly means to "love well," isn't it? It's not as simple or easy as it sounds!

Martie said...

Oh, I hear ya. As a military family, we have been there so many times. I'm sorry!!