Boy 2 and his best buddy F
One of the hardest parts of being a military family is moving. Moving sucks. The hardest part about being a mom of military brats (that is what they are called - Google it!) is watching their hearts break as they prepare to move. I wish we could pack up all our friends and all move together from post to post. This is the first time Boy 2 has had 'true' best friend. F lives right next door, so the boys are ALWAYS together. They play together, they have sleep over’s, they even lost their 2 front teeth together! If I can't find Boy 2, I know where he is. When F's mom can't find him, she knows where he is. The boys are like two peas in a pod.
Boy 2 has made several comments over the past week. One day he ask me..."Mom, who will you miss the most when we move to Texas?" I answered his question and ask him the same question, as I knew what was on his mind. He said "I'm really going to miss F. I'm going to miss his little brother too. I'm really going to miss playing XBox with F." A few days later he said "Mom, I hope I can find another friend like F when we move to Texas". He broke my heart. This is the first time he really gets it.
Moving is always a great adventure. It is so hard to leave, the good-byes are heart wrenching. I guess that is why so many people in the military choose not to say good-bye; normally we just say 'see you at the next duty station'.
No matter how hard moving is, once we arrive to our new duty station it only takes that first knock on the door of our new quarters to start feeling at home. Having a new neighbor knock on your door, (most of the time with a plate of cookies in hand) to say welcome to the neighborhood is where it all starts.....
Boy 2 has made several comments over the past week. One day he ask me..."Mom, who will you miss the most when we move to Texas?" I answered his question and ask him the same question, as I knew what was on his mind. He said "I'm really going to miss F. I'm going to miss his little brother too. I'm really going to miss playing XBox with F." A few days later he said "Mom, I hope I can find another friend like F when we move to Texas". He broke my heart. This is the first time he really gets it.
Moving is always a great adventure. It is so hard to leave, the good-byes are heart wrenching. I guess that is why so many people in the military choose not to say good-bye; normally we just say 'see you at the next duty station'.
No matter how hard moving is, once we arrive to our new duty station it only takes that first knock on the door of our new quarters to start feeling at home. Having a new neighbor knock on your door, (most of the time with a plate of cookies in hand) to say welcome to the neighborhood is where it all starts.....
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