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The day had arrived. I had known for a month that this day was coming and was both looking forward to it and dreading it at the same time. It was the last day that my girls would attend day care at Nana’s Kids. My older daughter started at Nana’s when she was 4 months old and the center had quickly become a huge part of all our lives. The staff felt like family and we were grateful for the loving care they gave to all the children.
Over the past 6 years (and one more beautiful daughter later) we’d grown to love pretty much everyone involved with the center. The staff was fabulous, all the kids were precious and the parents had become our friends. Everything about the place felt like a big, extended family and we felt so comfortable being part of it.
Then something changed and we knew we needed to make the move to having a full time babysitter. We found an amazing babysitter for the girls and agreed on all the details. That part of the arrangement was done.
Next we had to tell the owner we were leaving. That was not an easy task as we loved her dearly, but knew we were making the right decision for our girls and our family. The news of our leaving, although a surprise, went over well and we knew we were leaving on good terms. What a relief.
So for the past month I’d known this day was coming and as much as I was looking forward to the next phase of childcare, I was sad. I loved Nana’s Kids and everyone associated with it. The routine of drop off and
As I packed up my girls’ backpacks on that last day, some small tears rolled down my cheeks. I put
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