Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Friendship Garden

Going to school has really allowed P to grow and explore in abundance. It seems she is coming home daily reporting of something new she learned, a new song to sing, or discussing an author she likes and reading a library book to us. There is also a lot of talk about the daily social activities that happen in school too.

I have a love/hate relationship with this part of sending her to school. I love that she gets to explore, independently, friendships with her peers. Being able to trust her instinct and forage ahead with making friends and being a friend. On the other hand, I am heart broken when she tells me someone was mean to her or someone got mad at her and decided they didn't want to be her friend anymore.

Welcome to the real world.

She had a rough day with a friend or as she puts it "I thought _____ was my friend!" and she went on to tells us about it at dinner with this description:

"The friendship garden in my heart, where all my friends have a flower in my friendship garden with their name in the middle of the flower, well, I guess ______'s exploded because she is not my friend anymore."

Well, as I look back at my successes and failures at friendship I cannot think of a better description. I have many flowers with names in my heart and many bits of exploded flower petals scattered all around
but the best flowers in my friendship garden are the perennial ones that weather the storms and bloom stronger and brighter with every passing year.

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