Today was the first day that Luke attended his "Special Friends" class at church. This was, of course, at my insistance. He had been with the 18 month olds since he was 2 years old. Luke will be four later this year and I felt that it was time for him to move. His Special Friends teacher was great with him and he seemed to really like it in there.
So, why would I be feeling sad? It's just another moment of emotional upheaval. I feel guilty for feeling sad. I guess I go through times when reality really hits me.
I am just tired.
