Sunday, February 23, 2014

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born." — Ana├»s Nin

Saturday, February 8, 2014

This blog entry is going to be mostly dialogue, because the conversation I had the other day in the bike shop is one that is too precious to forget.
My friend and I entered in the shop and only a minute later we were greeted with a warm "hello."
I turned around only to look down at the small boy with red hair who had used zip ties hanging from his front pocket.
I immediately smiled and asked, "Do you work here?"
"No! I'm too little to work."
"Oh right, you have to be what?... 16?"
He replied with a shoulder shrug.
"What are the zip ties for? Oh you dropped one on the floor."
He leaned down with zip tied full hands to try to squeeze another in his tiny hands and pockets.
"I am getting these for my dads bike shop, for his tools."
We proceeded to walk around the store talking, well him mostly talking.
His dad soon found us and I could see the embarrassment creeping across his face as he tried to preoccupy the boy with small tasks.
I was let free, but only to be greeted again within minutes...

"Hi again!! Did you hear how I said again?"
I laughed and decided we were going to be friends for the duration of my stay at the store. So I figured I should learn about my new friend.
"How old are you?"
"I'm 6."
"Whats your name?"
"My name is kye. Do you know how to spell that? There are only 3 letters, k-y-e."
"Wow!! That's so cool!"

He asked me what I was shopping for. I told him I was kind of just looking around.
Kye told me to follow him to a near by table.
"Well if you're looking for a water bottle you should look at mine. You don't even have to tilt your head back to drink it.( kye does a demonstration.) I THINK I got it for my birthday."
"Wow I need a water bottle like that. You must drink so much water."
"No not really."
I looked over at my friend and said, "Hey look at this water bottle he got for his birthday!!"
"No I THINK I got it for my birthday."
"Oh ya whoops. He THINKS he got it for his birthday."

He motioned across the store, "That's my sister, she doesn't like it when I call her my girlfriend but I like to use that word."
"Ya I am not sure I would like a brother to call me his girlfriend either."
We sat down on a bench and he proceeded to tell me about all his friends at school, how his kindergarten days are, his favorite colors which he happened to be wearing and any thought that entered his 6-year old mind.

It was time for me to go and I told Kye that it was nice to meet him and that I enjoyed talking with him.
As I was walking through the door to leave he shouted at me, "Sure was nice hanging out, wish we could hangout more though."
My heart melted.
He had made a friend by opening up and just telling about his life.
So simple, so pure, so real.
It makes me think about the friendships I pass up because it might be uncomfortable or I don't really want to put myself out there.
I wish it wasn't weird for a 25 year old to be friends with a 6 year old, because I would love to see him when he is 25 years old and the person he has turned into.
I hope Kye doesn't change though, I hope he stays so incredibly warm, and inviting. That he continues to seek out new connections with people throughout his day, because I am sure it will make their day.
I know it made my day.

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