I decided I wanted to quickly (and thoughtfully) write a short post since there are some things being stirred in me right now. Today is moving day. A new place, (sort of) a new town (right next door but has a different name hah), a new roomie, new rent cost (yay, big yay)- needless to say, it's exciting. I'm excited. I am also sitting in my apartment having breakfast and some quiet time to myself (waiting for my mom to get here to help!). A lot of reflection going on in my brain and my heart. It is always bittersweet for me to move, even when moving out of a horrible situation (like my last move but thankfully not this move). I am always thankful I had a roof over my head and thankful for the experiences at whatever place I had the blessing to reside at.
It's emotional for me because like any other place, I have gone through a lot here. It was a place I made into a home, a place where I shared and made memories with friends, a place where I had a lot of solitude since I lived by myself-which meant a lot of quiet reflection and conquering things on my own. I've learned a lot about myself and experienced some of my lowest points, as well as my highest here in this particular apt. I am always ready and willing for change and am extremely excited to move on, but every time I move, I always sit and let it sink in and just appreciate the place that was a part of my life as I changed and grew.. It is just really neat to be still and sort of reminisce, to go through that timeline in your head and then be grateful for it all. The good and the bad.
Thanks apt 34-P. I'll miss ya!
