Emotional Decisions

So, it is pretty obviouse that I am a horrible blogger. I never kept a journal as a kid, or any form of continuous log of my thoughts (mostly because they really aren't that extraordinary). Since I needed something to blog about, I thought that I would blog about decisions. With resumes going out and interviews coming, I am beginning to realize just how big the next step I am going to be making is. Part of moving forward, is leaving things behind. I have been working at the daycare for 3 years, and I love it. Although I know that I need to move forward into the career that I have been training for, I also don't want to leave my daycare kids. I know that if I stay on, there is a sense of security: I know the staff, the families and the community. I also have guaranteed work. In the past three years, I have been puked on, pooped on, peed on, boggered on and bled on, but I still love it and I love my little ones, and I think that I might just actually cry the day I leave. Never before have I faced such emotions regarding my work, although I have always loved it, whenever I have left before for large junks of time (Internship, wedding, etc), I guess I knew that I was coming back in a couple of months, however this time I know then when I take my first contract (Should that ever happen) that this will actually be it, and I will be leaving there for good. It is a hard thing to think about leaving the saftey, and security of my daycare community, but I know that it is time to move on, and this transition might be the first one to cause tears. (Other than the one when I moved to this province... but that is a different story...)