Transitions

I found out today that my Grandpa Frank died. I am not sure how everyone feels about death, but to me and my family, it's not necessarily a bad thing. My Grandpa was old, could not get around, had had a pretty significant stroke and had lost a lot of his memories. He has also been grief stricken and lonely since my grandma died a few years ago. So the good thing about his death? He gets to be with Grandma and eat her cooking once again. I am glad my Grandpa is now where he wants to be. Peace Grandpa, your transition is complete.
Today was Emerson's first day in the "Early Toddler" room at baby school. She is doing great so far. There is lots of room to move around and lots of toys and friends to play with and familiar faces. I am not doing so well, however. I was so comfortable with the Infant room - the staff, the routine, and Emerson's place there. I feel like I am starting all over again and don't like the dis-jointed sensation I have had all day, like I am transitioning. I have a hard time with change anyway, so I guess it's no wonder I am not feeling like myself today. Maybe tomorrow will be better.