We’ve had a lot of conversations lately about friendships. A little girl drama already in second grade, why does it have to start so soon? We talked about how sometimes she just has to be the bigger person and avoid the drama. How she doesn’t need to pout, she doesn’t need to get mad, she doesn’t need to get jealous. She just needs to treat her friends how she would want to be treated, and sometimes that means doing something she might not really want to do, but it’s choosing to be the bigger person. And sometimes that’s all really hard. A few days after that particular convo she came home from school and said, “Mom, I was the bigger person today. ____ wanted to sit by ____ and was upset about it because I was sitting next to her so I said that it was okay, she could sit by her and I can sit by her tomorrow.” Wow. Something I said actually stuck.
Sometimes I have a hard time teaching her about how to deal with relationships because I feel like I’m still learning myself. Sometimes I have a hard time being the bigger person and avoiding the drama. Heck, sometimes I feel like I cause the drama. I pout, I get mad, I get jealous. I feel like there are instances in the past year or so where I haven’t been a very good friend and I’ve done things I regret. But I’ve also had a few chances the past month to be the bigger person and to practice what I preached to my daughter. Dang it. It’s hard. But if my second grader can try to do it, so can I.
And so it goes. I’m *trying* to teach her. What she doesn’t know is that I’m probably learning more than she is.