As our pinky fingers entwined, a promise of friends forever has just been sealed.
I seldom make promises, to avoid disappointments. I was more of an “I’ll try” person.
But not today.
I was sleeping one afternoon when suddenly someone came knocking at the door. By the frequency and loudness of the thuds I knew it was urgent.
It was him. But not totally him. He usually had the sweetest smile but at that moment the smile was replaced by an expression sadder than sadness. He was crying so I hugged him right away.
I asked him what’s wrong and in between sobs he answered “She went away. They had to move.”
At that, I held his hand and said: “That’s life. People would come and go. But that won’t really matter. Despite the distance, in our hearts, we’re still friends forever.”
“But I have no bestfriend anymore, he said.”
“What about me?” I answered.
At that he lifted up his face from my shoulder and I thought I saw it glow. And seeing him smile just made me fell relieved.
Out of nowhere, he offered his little finger said “Promise Mommy?”
I entwined mine and said “Of course. We’ll be really great friends forever and a day.”
And never in my whole life have I thought that I’ll be my own son’s best friend.