Best friend

My eldest’s best friend, my third favourite boy in the world, a boy I would happily adopt, is moving. Not just moving across town. MOVING. We are all devastated. He really is the nicest boy and we are all going to miss him. We are going to miss the whole family.

It had been on the cards for a long time. For as long as we’ve known them they’ve always wanted to move to a big house with a big garden in Wales or Somerset. But selfishly I always hoped it wouldn’t happen.

When I got a text at 7pm one Friday evening a few months ago saying they had some news for my son and could they pop round, I feared the worst. It COULD have been something else, but realistically there was nothing else. And I was right. His Dad had a job in Devon and they were all moving. His Dad would have to move earlier, then they would go in the school summer holidays. The timing is perfect for them because my son’s friend can settle straight into his new secondary school at the start of Year 7. But we were no less upset. Strangely after they’d left that day, it was my younger son and I that burst into tears. I don’t think the reality and implications had really hit my eldest. But they’d hit me.

The boys were in separate classes for their first three years at school, but I was aware of the best friend. He was big and looked cool. I thought he was too cool for my son. His mum was young and pretty and had a newborn baby boy, who grew up into the cutest white-haired toddler, then pre-schooler, who is now moving into Year 3.

In Year 3 the boys’ classes were mixed. Thank goodness. My boy had never really had a best friend. And he met his best friend. And he wasn’t cool. He was a bit of a geek, just like my son. But above all, he was and is a really nice boy.

He has the nicest manners and is always happy to see my younger two children and is always kind to them. So they adore him too.

The boys have some similar interests and some different interests, but they are so happy together. They just talk and talk and talk like a couple of old men.

My son’s best friends takes Scouts very seriously. He loves camping, survival and the great outdoors. Bear Grylls is his absolute hero. He carries a Swiss army knife and wears walking boots to school.

It was him that introduced my son, indeed our whole family, to rugby. My son had asked to play rugby and I wasn’t sure. But then one day the best friend’s Dad came to pick him up, we got chatting and I found out he was the rugby coach! That was fine, then. He’s a really nice man and I knew he would look out for my son. And he did. My son isn’t the best rugby player, but his friend’s Dad always made sure he was included. And his friend didn’t judge him for not being the best player either.

How will he get on at rugby without them? How will he get on at Scouts without him?

There is a group of five boys who are good friends, but my son and his best friend like each other just slightly more. Two of the boys are going to grammar school, but my son’s best friend was supposed to be going to the same school. Realistically they weren’t going to be together at such a big school, but it was reassuring to know they could spend time together at break times and could talk about school together. Not any more.

His mum was my sanity as I entered into the scary world of rugby parenthood before I found my own feet. And he has the cutest little, little brother. He’s the spitting image of that newborn that grew up and is 2 and a half. My whole family adores him. He is a boy of few words, but he is like some sort of nuclear missile set to destruct. But with the blondest hair and the cutest smiles he gets away with it beautifully.

The boys are excited about getting together in the future. A couple more years and we will be able to stick my boy on a train for them to meet him at the other end. And they can stay in touch via the internet. They will stay friends, but it won’t be quite the same.

They are a lovely family and we are all going to miss all of them. We wish them the best of luck in their new life and will be thinking of them x

Author: Sarah Mummy

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  1. That is sad for your son, especially with changing schools but changing schools does often result in friendships changing and everyone swapping around, so maybe it is better that it happens now that say a few months into the new year. Kids are a lot more adaptable than we sometimes give them credit for

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  2. Thanks, I’m sure he will be fine. I know the timing is the best for both boys, but I just wish it didn’t have to be him, of all the boys! Why couldn’t it be one of the other friends? We will miss the whole family. Just seen a pic of them in their new garden on Facebook and burst into tears. Oh dear 🙁 x

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  3. Gosh that must be so hard 🙁 good friends are worth the world xxx I hope u all stay in touch :))) xxx

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  4. I know how he feels because it happened to me twice in junior school when first Vicky in Year 3 and then James in Year 5 moved away and I never saw either of them again. I wasn’t the most popular kid in school so it hit me quite hard to lose my best friends in this way.

    But on the transfer from infant to junior school I lost ALL my friends as all but three members of my class went to a different school.

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  5. Thank you all for commenting and understanding, I really appreciate it.
    A good outcome there for Catherine and a bad one for James. I think it’s going to be OK for us as both families are determined to keep the boys friends. I hope so, anyway! x

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  6. This is such a tough one Sarah, for you all. Me eldest had a best friend, who she met and adored from day 1 at Primary school. They grew up together and we’re inseparable until I got the fated call when they were in yr 5, to say that they would be moving her to private school. I actually cried! They only moved 5 miles down the road but life would never be the same for my precious girl and it was very hard at the start. They are such firm friends though and still make the effort to see each ther every holidays. I am sure your son will do the same…..a little further to go though 🙁

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  7. It’s good to know your daughter and her friend are still friends. I know that even a small move can impact on a friendship – my daughter was inseperable from a pair of twins right through nursery and we promised to stay in touch. They live about 10 miles away and we last saw them in March. Realistically I don’t think we will see them again 🙁
    It’s different with my son because he’s so much older, so hopefully they will stay in touch.
    Thanks very much for commenting.

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  8. No problem! I love your bloghop! Thanks very much for taking the time to read and comment Clairejustine 🙂

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  9. Oh it’s hard isn’t it. I’m sure they will be lost without each other for a good long while.
    Thanks for linking up for Flash Blog Friday 🙂

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