Letters
There is a certain amount of grieving done every time we move from one place to another (or when others move away). The grief is over the loss of relationships; leaving behind (or being left behind by) people whom we have come to dearly love. As time moves on, the grief lessens, but there is always a small hole in our hearts, missing our friends. I have found this to be especially true when we have lived in places with no family, since our friends, in essence, become our family; our network of support.
The boys have experienced this several times. When Ezra's little buddy, Ingrid, moved away, he wept bitterly and was so very sad. Although he has not seen Ingrid for 3 years, he still talks about her and loves getting letters from her, looking at her family's blog, etc.
The boys have adjusted well to our move, but they are still terribly missing their buddies, Kate, Henry and Addy from North Dakota. Rarely does a day go by that one of the boys doesn't mention their ND buddies in some way or another. So, imagine the jubilation in the house when all three boys got letters and pictures in the mail!
The boys quickly got out their markers and crayons in order to respond. What fun to have highlights like letters from dear friends!
posted by Kirsten at
10:24 AM
3 Comments:
Oh wow! That is so nice to hear! Ingy was just saying how she wants to send Ezra a letter from Grandma's house here in Washington (we're visiting for Thanksgiving). Don't tell him...it'll be a surprise!
Makes me teary to see little Bo-Bo reading his letters and looking at his pictures. We all miss you guys dearly, as well.
PS - prior to your move my kids didn't care about the mail. Now, they eagerly await it in case they received a letter from one of the Blackies.
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