Thank You for Being His Friend

Sometimes there are people in your life that can change your worst day into a not so bad day. I am so thankful for my son’s best friend today! Thank you for being his friend! 

 

 The other day I picked up my oldest son from high school. Remember the day that I was worried about my kid a lot? Well, it was the day that he found out if he got to stay in the baseball PE class… As he got in the car I said, “hi…” and at that moment I knew. His eyes suddenly got red and started to fill with tears. He turned and looked out the window. As I drove home he sobbed. My heart was broken for my son. I knew there was not a damn thing I could do or say to him to comfort him. So there we were driving home listening to the sobs of his dreams being crushed. As we arrived home he quickly got out of the car and opened the door and slammed it. I unloaded the kids and walked inside. There has backpack laid in the laundry room. Walking to his room I silently prayed as to what to do. I knocked on his door and went in. What I saw I was not prepared for… My son was curled up in the fetal position sobbing. Slowly I walked over to him and just held him. As I held him he cried and I cried. The cries got louder and louder; he was inconsolable. After several minutes of holding him I didn’t know what to do… I hugged him again and said I would come and check on him in a bit. I walked down the stairs and had no clue how we would make it through this day. I needed help. I needed someone to let Colby he was worth more than some stupid tryout to get into a Baseball PE class. I sat there and thought for awhile and nothing came to me… Something told me to go check on him, so I took the walk back to his room. As I opened the door I saw Colby on his bed looking at something on his phone. He looked up and smiled… I smiled back and I said, “Hey.” After a short conversation he told me that his best friend had texted him. And said, “ Hey keep your head up. Don’t let that affect you from coming and trying out tomorrow it was just for off-season I know you wanted to make it, but don’t let that bring you down. You just keep working hard the off-season. Doesn’t mean anything so just come out tomorrow and play hard and if you don’t make that so what the spring one is the one that really matters. So don’t let these affect how you play just work hard.” He said, “Mom, that is exactly what I needed to hear.” So, today I am thankful for good friends. People that can change our biggest trials into blessings. So, to my son’s best friend from the bottom of my heart, “Thank you! Thank you for caring so much about my son to send him something to make him feel better on the worst day of his life, so far.”

 

Life Unedited #36

Thank you for Being His Friend

 

The other day I picked up my oldest son from high school. Remember the day that I was worried about my kid a lot? Well, it was the day that he found out if he got to stay in the baseball PE class…

As he got in the car I said, “hi…” and at that moment I knew. His eyes suddenly got red and started to fill with tears. He turned and looked out the window. As I drove home he sobbed.

 

My heart was broken for my son.

 

Thank you for being his friend

I knew there was not a damn thing I could do or say to him to comfort him. So there we were driving home listening to the sobs of his dreams being crushed.

As we arrived home he quickly got out of the car and opened the door and slammed it. I unloaded the kids and walked inside. There has backpack laid in the laundry room. Walking to his room I silently prayed as to what to do. I knocked on his door and went in. What I saw I was not prepared for…

My son was curled up in the fetal position sobbing. Slowly I walked over to him and just held him. As I held him he cried and I cried. The cries got louder and louder; he was inconsolable.

 

After several minutes of holding him, I didn’t know what to do…

 

I hugged him again and said I would come and check on him in a bit. As I walked down the stairs I had no clue how we would make it through this day. I needed help.

Someone needed to let Colby he was worth more than some stupid tryout to get into a Baseball PE class. I sat there and thought for a little bit and nothing came to me…

Something told me to go check on him, so I took the walk back to his room. As I opened the door I saw Colby on his bed looking at something on his phone.

He looked up and smiled… I smiled back and I said, “Hey.” After a short conversation, he told me that his best friend had texted him. And said,

The other day I picked up my oldest son from high school. Remember the day that I was worried about my kid a lot? Well, it was the day that he found out if he got to stay in the baseball PE class… As he got in the car I said, “hi…” and at that moment I knew. His eyes suddenly got red and started to fill with tears. He turned and looked out the window. As I drove home he sobbed. My heart was broken for my son. I knew there was not a damn thing I could do or say to him to comfort him. So there we were driving home listening to the sobs of his dreams being crushed. As we arrived home he quickly got out of the car and opened the door and slammed it. I unloaded the kids and walked inside. There has backpack laid in the laundry room. Walking to his room I silently prayed as to what to do. I knocked on his door and went in. What I saw I was not prepared for… My son was curled up in the fetal position sobbing. Slowly I walked over to him and just held him. As I held him he cried and I cried. The cries got louder and louder; he was inconsolable. After several minutes of holding him I didn’t know what to do… I hugged him again and said I would come and check on him in a bit. I walked down the stairs and had no clue how we would make it through this day. I needed help. I needed someone to let Colby he was worth more than some stupid tryout to get into a Baseball PE class. I sat there and thought for awhile and nothing came to me… Something told me to go check on him, so I took the walk back to his room. As I opened the door I saw Colby on his bed looking at something on his phone. He looked up and smiled… I smiled back and I said, “Hey.” After a short conversation he told me that his best friend had texted him. And said, “ Hey keep your head up. Don’t let that affect you from coming and trying out tomorrow it was just for off-season I know you wanted to make it, but don’t let that bring you down. You just keep working hard the off-season. Doesn’t mean anything so just come out tomorrow and play hard and if you don’t make that so what the spring one is the one that really matters. So don’t let these affect how you play just work hard.” He said, “Mom, that is exactly what I needed to hear.” So, today I am thankful for good friends. People that can change our biggest trials into blessings. So, to my son’s best friend from the bottom of my heart, “Thank you! Thank you for caring so much about my son to send him something to make him feel better on the worst day of his life, so far.”

 

“ Hey keep your head up. Don’t let that affect you from coming and trying out tomorrow it was just for off-season I know you wanted to make it, but don’t let that bring you down. You just keep working hard the off-season. Doesn’t mean anything so just come out tomorrow and play hard and if you don’t make that so what the spring one is the one that really matters. So don’t let these affect how you play just work hard.”

He said, “Mom, that is exactly what I needed to hear.”

 

So, today I am thankful for good friends. People that can change our biggest trials into blessings. So, to my son’s best friend from the bottom of my heart, “Thank you! Thank you for caring so much about my son to send him something to make him feel better on the worst day of his life, so far.”

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Michele is a Family Life Educator. She is a mom to 5 kids and loves helping others strengthen their families! When she is not blogging she is spending time with her family and running around drinking Diet Coke trying to get everything done!

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