"I don't have any friends." He said it this time but with tears. My heart just dropped. Poor L. It came after a fight with J. J knew that L had been sad in the past about not having friends and yet he brought it up. I could smack J then.
I reminded myself that L might be hyperlexic. This might be a forecast of L's social life. How do I deal with it?
I sat L down next to me on the bed and hugged him. With our arms linked, I explained to him that sometimes it's hard to find a friend. If not this year, maybe next. At the meantime, he has friends in his family - Dad, J and me.
Poor L. I wish I could protect him but I know I can't. He has to go through the pains of not having any friend so that he'll appreciate it when he gets a friend. He'll make a loyal friend, I believe. I look forward to seeing him grow.