Life is NOT fair

Rewind 15-18 months ago. Jonathan was getting to be REALLY good friends with 3-4 boys from Anchorage. We played together, swam with one, played baseball with 3, and went to school with all. He had, for the first time in his life, a BEST best friend. It was really sad when we left for Cali, one of his last nights in Anchorage was spent with said best friend. When we got here, he transplanted into the 1st grade, though never made another BEST friend there. He started 2nd grade, and has made a good friendship with our neighbor, Z, though they are about 2 1/2 years apart in age. (Z is younger). 5 months ago, he started 2nd grade with a wonderful teacher, and made a new BEST friend. This one is an identical twin, and he can tell them apart because said Best friend has black shoes, and his brother has white! So, after 1 month, we talk to his teacher about moving up to 3rd grade. He should be there by CA school age standards, and was leaps and bounds ahead of the other 2nd graders. It was decided that he would do that, and so in Sept he started 3rd grade. He was placed next to another gifted child, a new friend named "T". T was a great addition in Jonathan's life, and wouldn't you know it that within 2 months, they are Best Friends. They have taken to calling each other a few times, talking mostly about armpit farts and Star Wars. (!!). Today he got to go to T's house for the first time, and he stayed for a couple of hours. When I went to pick him up at T's house, which is just 3 blocks from home, I chatted with T's mom out back while the boys played. She said that the house is a rental, and they will be moving a mile away when their new, bigger house is complete. They will then be switching schools for T and his siblings. I don't know how soon that move will come, but I am so bummed for Jonathan. He FINALLY has something that we thought he could really hold onto after a partial year in both 1st and 2nd grades. He is where he needs to be, and making a new friend, and now as soon as he gets him, he will be leaving. Early elementary years shouldn't be this way, and this is unfortunately a side effect of moving that I DID NOT anticipate. It breaks my heart for him, and fortunately, at this point he is still on the "friend high" and not really identifying what will happen when T has moved along.

Poor Jonathan, he is such a good kid, and tries really hard in all he does. He deserves a long term friend that he can see as soon as he gets to school in the morning. You know, so they can talk about armpit farts together.....