Lasts and firsts.

There are no endings. Only new beginnings. Someone wise once said. Still when endings are being weighed up against the unknown new beginning it can be hard to stay focused on the prize. My two children step out of the only house they've ever known knowing something is changing but not quite comprehending quite what. They are on their way to their last day at nursery. Their last day with friends they've been with more hours than their parents probably and it's the last day for their mother at work. So yes I live new starts and putting myself out of my comfort zone but the past shapes the future however slight. The past we leave behind has been a good one. A living one. A safe one. No reason not to do what is right though. Still, for this reason it is fine to have done moments to reflect and feel the loss. I will thank it one day when the future arrives too.