well crap

I thought since I've had months to contemplate this move that it would be easy. Some how I thought I'd just sail through it without crying...not quite. I am excited about the move. I am thrilled by the chance be with my daughter and grandson but I am leaving a community I've lived in for 20 years and a grandson who has been my life for 11 years. Easy? not quite. He has been my Saturday night date for the last 6 years, coming to my house, spending the night and going to church with me Sunday morning. Why is there always something given up for something gained? The cry and drive is something I excel at so I'll be fine.....