MiniWarrior~ism

Mom, I broke up with my girlfriend today.

MiniWarriors sat cross legged in the passenger seat of my truck, looking down at his tennis shoes struggling to shift his sad face into a stoic manly one.

You did? What happened?

Well, there is this boy in school who is my friend but my girlfriend doesn't like him and her friend doesn't like him so they are rude to him.

He glanced at me, frowning and shaking his head in disapproval.

That's just not nice. So today I said, "Why can't we just all get along. Why can't you be nice to Nicholas?"

My girlfriend got mad and got up and walked away from me.

I went after her but she kept running away from me. She told me that she wishes that I would just leave the school and not come back.

He stared down at his shoes again.

I told her that I didn't want to be her boyfriend anymore because she was being so rude.

He shot me a look to see if I was mad about his decision.

I lay a gentle hand on his knee.

I'm so proud of you. You stood up for your friend even though you knew your girlfriend wouldn't like it. That takes character, Son.

Character? He was puzzled by that word.

Yes. Character. It's what makes you a good person and what will make you into a great man. You stood by what you believed to be right and stood up for your friend.

Yes. He smiled and straightened his shoulders. Yes, I did, didn't I?

Yes you did and I couldn't be more proud.

I'm still feeling a little emotional, Mom about not being (girlfriends name) boyfriend anymore. He added quietly.

I know son. You made a hard choice. I'm so proud of you.

He smiled at me but his eyes were sad. We drove for awhile in silence.

Little boy freckles still dance across his nose but his shoulders are broadening molding his frame into a man.

My MiniWarrior is moving from Mini to Warrior.

My heart aches at the loss of the little boy but is soothed and filled with the sight of the wonderful man he is becoming.