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Liam and losing a best buddy

No, nobody died, although it actually feels as if someone is about to die.  See, Liam is the kind of kid that bonds with a select group of individuals.  He has a best friend, he has always had this best friend, since baby class.  The friend is called Conner and the two of them are inseparable!

Conner is a couple of months younger than Liam, yet a proper head taller than Liam, yet Liam refers to Conner as "My Connertjie".  And Liam refuses to go to school if Conner is not already there.  Every day when I ask Liam what he did at school, its Conner this and Conner that.  And when I ask who his other friends are, I get lectured that so and so tried to play with me and Conner, and then we said no. 


So imagine the shock of finding out that Conner will be moving to Cape Town with his mother at the end of the month.  My heart is breaking into a thousand pieces for Liam, he is so young and he will miss Conner dearly.  Add to that the fact that his life is about to change forever with the arrival of Luka and I really feel for this little boy. 


I do not have the heart to tell him that his dear friend will soon be moving to another province, poor thing.  


Its only once you become a mother that you truly understand the concept of breaking hearts and the desire to do absolutely anything to protect your child from any sort of pain, even (or maybe especially) emotional. 


So Liam, you have about two weeks left with Conner my sweetie, make the most of it, do not fight an bicker as bestest of friends so often do, but enjoy every second, play a lot, laugh a lot, and mommy will try her utmost to make it better when you realise that Conner is gone.  We will of course go and visit, but as for every day friendship, something so rare in two year olds, life will never again be the same.  Mommy is sad with you today my big boy...

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