Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Goodbyes are hard.

Yesterday at Lorenzo's doctor appointment we were informed by our beloved Doctor that he would be moving this summer. I felt like I had been kicked in the stomach. I have grown to love this man. I have spent more time with him over the last year then I have anyone else besides my family and really, REALLY do not want to say goodbye. He knows all of our "little dark secrets" and knows each one of our kids by name along with their interests. He was instrumental in getting Lorenzo the proper diagnosis and help and has been a source of a lot of comfort and reassurance not to mention a plethora of resources . He is a civilian so we just took it for granted that he would always be here. But as it turns out this is not to be. He is a brilliant man who spends a ton of time traveling around the world presenting at conferences and helping to reform the children's mental health programs. He is moving to help set up a new facility back on the mainland and to bless other families like ours. We will miss him.


The Chase Files said...

I hate changing doctors. They almost become family sometimes.

onedayatatime said...

Oh, I am sorry! How is Lorenzo doing -- is all still well in his new classroom?