Grandpa is Moving Out

Our life is taking another big turn this week. Grandpa is moving out, hopefully as soon as Saturday.

He hit me today. He was agitated, confused, frustrated, and he lashed out in the only way he knew how. (Read about it at my other blog, www.caretakerchronicles.blogspot.com)

We can't have that in our home, with four children running around, so he has to go.

He's only been with us for four months, so it shouldn't be that big a deal to rearrange our lives, our schedules, our furniture. But it feels like a big deal. For four months, our lives have revolved around Grandpa.

I wish things were different, but I know the kids will be relieved. This will free up a bedroom, for one (the three boys have a makeshift bedroom in the garden room). We'll be able to come and go as we please. You want to go to the park? Okay! You want to run and get frozen yogurt? You bet! Anyone up for a movie? Let's go!

The kids' lives have been on hold since Grandpa moved in, and they've never once complained about it.

I have a lot of mixed emotions about this, but if I focus on the positive, I have to admit that this is best for our kids. They should have been the priority all along.

It's just one more thing to feel guilty about.