Over the weekend I found myself quietly musing about friends and where you find them.
As a person who finds making friends not the easiest task, I do worry that the boy is taking the same path. I have always had a few good friends but never crowds. This has made me question are friends made from circumstances? Do we really choose them, or do they choose us? Are friend forced upon us like the people we work with or share a school desk. I have decided I don’t know the answer but have found it an interesting question to ask myself.
The boy had lots of friends at nursery and was always popular but mostly with people older, and this includes good friends. At school he quickly had a “Gang” and the four of them were inseparable, but with class changes and being split up in working circumstances this has faded. So from Infant to Junior school he is now split from all but one of his close friends. He knows so many of the other children, and often a child unknown to me will stop and say hi to him. He seems to have an affinity with older and sometimes more interesting people than making friends with his peers. Could this be a factor of being an only child? Or is this something he finds easier because of his interest in constantly gaining knowledge? Or could it simply be that he has learnt these skill or lack of them from me?
I know friendships have to be treasured, and worked at, and this is something I am trying hard to keep going. Working from home can be a lonely place, especially on a grey winters day. I am determined that I will make this work for my family and hope that the boy will continue to work on his friendships for many years to come…