Posted by Josie on Mar 5, 2010 in Photography | 30 comments
I’ve always found friendship a difficult concept. I struggle to maintain ‘superficial’ friendships, never entirely sure how I’m supposed to behave or what I’m supposed to say, and rarely seem to make the deeper connections that make me feel safe enough to ‘let go’ with someone. Even when I do sometimes I get a bit overwhelmed and end up running away from it.
So it’s with great interest and fascination that I watch Kai begin to develop his own first friendships.
What makes it even more special is that these friendships are with the daughters of the one friend who refuses to let me run away. Who knows to give me a little prod when I’ve disappeared for a while, and who, after over twenty years of friendship, knows me just about as well as anyone else alive. I’ve talked about her before, and about all the things we’ve shared, but watching our three tearaways interact and grow up together is by far the most meaningful and beautiful thing we have shared yet.
Kai, Lou-Lou and the Beanbag (nicknames Ben, don’t worry…) are rapidly becoming a very close trio.
Little Beanbag is just six months younger than Kai, an age gap that seems to grow smaller and smaller as they grow. Kai is completely enamoured with her, spending most of the time in her company babbling earnestly away at her while she smiles adoringly back, or passing her little tit bits of food to eat, or giving her toys to hold. He feels very safe around her, the boy that tends to feel overwhelmed around children his age. It helps, of course, that she happens to be the most angelic, good natured, sunny little girl you could ever hope to meet. I’d defy anyone not to fall in love with her so it’s not wonder Kai is smitten.
Kai’s relationship with Lou-Lou, however, is a little more tempestuous, and all the more fascinating because of it. Lou-Lou is eleven months older than Kai and in some ways has a similar personality. While Kai is the thinker, the quiet one, Lou-Lou is a whirling dervish of energy and excitement, but both have at their heart an acute sensitivity and temperamental nature (and both of whom are slowly turning their mothers in to little puddles of exhaustion and frustration as we wonder how on earth to manage them!). Like Kai, Lou-Lou struggles with how to relate to children her age, getting easily overwhelmed when things feel out of her control.
And yet, somehow, they are finding an understanding in each other. For all the tears and fallings-out over who is going to hold the tractor, or the helicopter, or eat the cake that day, they still rush to greet each other excitedly every time they meet – Lou-Lou, at two and a half already as eloquent and articulate as a much older child, telling my wordless boy all about the world as he listens intently back.
Yesterday Lou-Lou and Kai discovered holding hands, weaving a way through the town centre as if they were the only two people in all the world.
It was a sight that left their mothers brimming with tears and pride and love.
We all need a hand to hold sometimes.
I will always been inordinately grateful for the fact that Kai has two such special friends in his life that I know will share this journey with him.
I can’t wait to watch their friendships grow and blossom. Perhaps in another twenty or so years they’ll be watching their children get to know each other too?
I hope so.
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Josie Reply:
March 8th, 2010 at 4:32 pm
He *does* have a friend. He just doesn't live close by unfortunately
xxx
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