Monday, 10 August 2009

There's just something in my eye

Every afternoon for the past year, Berry has stopped to peek through this window at Miss Yvonne, who used to be her teacher in the two-year-olds' room. They blow kisses at each other and then Berry skips away; all's well with the world.

On Thursday she peeked through the window for the last time. She has finished at the Air Force Child Development Centre and will start at her "big girl preschool" in September. This time, Miss Yvonne came running out into the hall and swept Berry up in a big hug.

After we said goodbye I wanted to sit down somewhere quiet and have a cry. For someone who has moved to the other side of the world and married into the nomadic military life, I'm really, really not good at moving on...

1 comment:

  1. I get really attached to people and places, I understand the feeling. Sweet picture of Berry!