Goodbyes

I hate goodbyes. I've moved a lot in my life (this is my 7th state) so I've said a lot of them.  They don't get easier. Today we said goodbye to another one of our amazing therapists. That too doesn't get easier. In the last year, we've lost 5 staff members and one PCA (personal care assistant). It's sort of the nature of this relationship... high turnover. It makes sense as it's primarily an entry-level job and an intense one at that. Burn-out is high. It's also policy for the kiddos to change therapists fairly often so they don't become dependent on a certain teaching personality and can generalize to others. We knew all of this upfront. But these people are in my home for 10+ hours a week and interacting with my family. They play an incredibly important role in my baby's life. Thus, it's nearly impossible not to get attached. I am trusting them with what matters most to me. They are changing my child's life. I will forever be grateful to each and every one of them. We will move forward but we will not forget their contributions. So, thank you. You know who you are.