Do you remember your first friend? I’m not talking about family members. Obviously they are our longest and dearest friends. I mean that first kid you met, away from the comfort of your kin, that you built your very own relationship?
I was recently thinking of my first friend, Anmy Tran. I’ll never forget her name or how we used to bring stuffed animals to kindergarten and sit them on our desks next to each other so that they could be friends, too.
I think that very first friend is really important.
That’s the first person who wasn’t raised in the same way, with the same rules and values. It’s someone who pushes the bounds of our thinking. That first friend helps change the world from what was learned at home and teaches us all how to get along with others without mom’s constant reminders to “share” and “be nice”.
I know a lot of kids went to day care or pre-school so they met their first friend at a much younger age and possibly there was some other adult to remind them how to get along. But for me, kindergarten was my first experience with this phenomenon (outside of church, of course, but those are a whole different set of lessons) and I forged my own relationship with this other little girl and learned how to be a friend with her.
I have found myself thinking of her these past TWENTY-EIGHT years.
We didn’t remain friends as we grew up even though we were in the same high school until we graduated as Seniors, but that didn’t really matter. People change as they grow and we didn’t grow in the same direction. But the things I learned with her in kindergarten are lessons I’ll never forget and she’s a person I’ll always value.
And that’s pretty special.
Who was your first friend? When did you meet? Are you still friends today? I want to hear all about it and I’m feeling really nostalgic so come get emotional with me.