The beginning of the end

In 5 minutes I will get up from my desk and go and fetch my son from his school here in VHD for the last time. We have been planning this for such a long time that it hardly seems real that the end is finally here. His journey through school has not been an easy one and I hope that our choice to send him to a different school is the right one. I am sure that it is and that he will be much happier at Crawford but right now it all seems very scary. This is the first "final moment". Next week he has last swimming lesson and from there it is an avalanche of last times till we pack up and leave. I wanted this so badly but now that it is here and we are finally closing the chapter, it all feels a little unreal.