Summers are for Sleepovers

One of Mikey’s best friends is moving away. Our two families have been very good friends since the time the boys were three years old and in preschool together. We’ve walked through a lot together in the years since. I can hardly think about what it’ll be like once they’re really gone. It’s an unfamiliar feeling being the ones not moving away. I don’t like it.

And I can say truthfully that I know God has good things planned in this move for them. I believe that He will work in and through them and I’m excited for their new adventure ahead. But still, I don’t like it.

Change and I, we’re still working to find a way to peacefully coexist.

It’s a slow process.

And I don’t even begin to know how to help Mikey through one of the first losses in his young life. He’s been getting quiet after each playdate (excuse me, “hang out”) with his friend and mentions how sad he feels that they’re moving away. I just tell him I’m sad too and that it’s okay to feel that way. It’s okay to miss his friend but also to remember that moving away doesn’t have to mean their friendship has to end. We’ll just have to find ways to help them stay in touch.

So for this last summer together, we’ve tried to give the boys lots of opportunities to see each other. Opportunities to share some laughs and make a few more memories- and what better way to do that than with a summer sleepover? In a tent?! In the backyard!