The girls made plans yesterday to have a party because Zaria will not be here on Sunday. I understand why my daughter cries everytime she leaves. Ate Zaria washes and brushes Sophia’s hair, prepares her clothes, paints her nails, watches movies with her and plays a lot with her, just like the big sister she never had.
I was so happy she did not cry when Zaria left. But she did before going to sleep, dreading the day after tomorrow. That is life, Anak. People come and go. There is nothing we can do about it except hope that the good ones come back sooner than later.
I am glad you had so much fun today and that you have friends I hope you get to keep for life.