Any time you move somewhere new, you start to make friends. About a year after we moved here Sydney met Sarah at the library. After a few weeks of story time Sarah's mom and I became friends as well. From there great friendships grew. We lived super close, so there were random play dates all the time. They attended story time together every week, and were even in the same class for school. If you ask Sydney she will tell you that they were best friends. She says that about all of her friends. Lol.
Well Sarah's dad worked for a company that moves him a lot. So we adults knew that their location wasn't permanent all along. They were actually supposed to move in July, but we were able to have them here until November 1st. Sydney has known all along that they were going to have to move eventually. I have tried to make her aware of it because I didn't want her to be blindsided.
On Halloween morning we went over to their house to help them do the heavy packing and get ready to load the truck. Sydney played hard and didn't pay too much attention to what was going on around her while I was helping take down beds and pack everything up. I mean it when I say that they played HARD! Then the time came to go and we knew that it would be the last time we would see them because they were moving the next morning. Doris and I were a little emotional about it, but the girls were kind of treating it like it was just another goodbye.
We left and Sydney was actually fine. They only lived FOUR minutes away from us, and as we were driving home we got about three minutes down the road and it suddenly hit her... She realized that Sarah would be gone and she just started SOBBING and saying that she was her friend, and that she was going to miss her SO MUCH! I explained that we would see them again some day, and that she was still her friend. Thanks to technology we can FaceTime and chat often. That made her feel better for all of about a minute. The rest of the day she would just randomly start sobbing. This went on the entire weekend. We had a weekend FULL of morning play dates that lasted over half of the day. So she knows that she is loved and that she has other friends, but she is still sad. At one point she looked at me and said "but momma, I am going to miss her so much! She is the only one in school who has hair like mine!". Lol, aparently having blonde hair is something you bond over when you are five!
It is so hard to see her feel so heartbroken when she thinks about it, but she is okay when she is around other friends, and I know that she will be fine. Sometimes friends just move away.