I lost my grandma and I lost a woman who was like a grandma to me. I lost both of my cats this year.
We said goodbye to our apartment. Our apartment had been home to us for five years. There are lots of special memories there. I would be lying if I said that I don't miss that place. I can't even bring myself to drive past it. And I have to go near it every day to get Lyla at daycare! Gary took this video on his phone when he went to do the final walk thru and turn in our keys:
We had to say goodbye to Lyla's infant room at daycare and move her up to the one year old room. We miss the girls from the infant room a lot!
I guess at the end of the day (year), goodbyes are just a part of life. Sometimes they are easier than others. Sometimes the memories are enough to carry on with you and sometimes the pain sticks around for a long long time. I've never been very good with change, but I'm getting better.
So bring it on 2012 and hopefully there are less goodbyes this time!