The hard part

Well, with 36 days to check off my calendar, I've already begun having to say my good-bye's. One of our teachers, who is also one of my student's mom's is leaving to take a test for her teaching certificate. She is going to Romania and her daughter, the one in my class is going with her. I'm not good at good-byes; I never have been.
This starts one of those hard parts in life. There is such a mix of emotions. I'm sad to be coming to a close in this chapter of my life, saying good-bye to friends- leaving my kids who I've invested so much of my life, my heart and my soul into, leaving the school that I've had a part in building and developing. I'm leaving knowing that I will probably never see most of these people again. I excited about all the growth our school is going through, but disappointed that I'm not going to get to be a part of it. On the other hand, I'm also excited about opening a new chapter in my life--a new job, a new house (hopefully). I'll finally get to nest. That is something that I've wanted to do for a long time. I lived in the same place until I went to college at age 18. Since then I've moved 12 times (coming up on 13. I'm only 26). I'm also really looking forward to all the comforts that I left behind- my car, grocery shopping in bulk, a real shower and/or bath tub (I miss bubble baths), heating and air conditioning and ceiling fans (I could go on).
I'm sure many of you have lived through times like this in your lives. What can you do other than prepare yourself and carry-on? It will only get easier.