Transitions

   I'm not much of a transition person. My youngest son just finished two years at the same daycare and is getting ready to start pre k. It's not that I mind that he is growing up some more, that is unavoidable and I enjoy my boys as they go through life at different stages. They all come with their pros and cons. I'm just not much of a goodbye person. They tend to make me cry and I'm not much of a public crier so that makes me uncomfortable.
   I still remember when I left my first professional job to head back home during the last deployment. I cried at the staff meeting saying goodbye to everybody, then I cried saying goodbye to all my clients, and of course I cried as I pulled away from my home in OK to head back to Pa. There are good and bad in transitions and I'm a positive person and like to see the good in things but I just really don't like goodbyes. I suspect because I've had my fair share of them that they just get to me, which I'm not to emotional, or at least, tend not to show it, so that puts me in an awkward state.
   Anyways, my son's teacher said one of the sweetest compliments I have received as I told her goodbye this morning, "Your boys have been great to work with (she had both of them) and you've been a wonderful parent to work with too". You see I'm the one that is working with parents on my side and more often than not it can be challenging and I want everyone to know no matter what professional goals I have and am and will always be working towards, my kiddos and family always come first.
   And I really am looking forward to this next season with my youngest son being at my school with the same teacher big brother had for pre k. It's just a little bittersweet.