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I’m Moving (again)!
months; from the friends I’ve made; from the home I know; from the small community I’ve built around myself.
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Moving to a New State has Taught Me More Than I Could Have Ever Imagined
I’ve been incredibly vulnerable, honest, and true to myself. I’ve poured my heart out and have had it smashed to pieces. I’ve learned some incredibly difficult lessons. I understand the value of time spent with someone, when to hold my tongue and listen, and when to speak up if I’m uncomfortable. I’ve learned what I want out of my life, who I want to be, and what I will no longer tolerate. I’ve started therapy and learned mourning my old life is normal. I’ve grown and changed but still pieces of me remain the same.
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Month Three – It’s About Following Your Intuition
Moving here has been the bravest most challenging thing I’ve done for myself. I walked into a new life not knowing the friends I would meet or the roots I would plant here but I went anyways into the unknown. A type of courage, a type of pain. There is still so much to discover and still parts of me to understand completely. Yet, I know now I’ll be just fine with whatever is thrown my way because I move intuitively.
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The Beginning Of My Journey – One I Never Took Alone
Someone recently said to me, the only problem with moving is that you bring all of yourself with you. But I disagree, I think the best part about moving is all that you bring within yourself. You bring your mother’s charm, your father’s courage, your sibling’s humor, your best friend’s warmth, your life is made up of the people around you regardless of where you go, and I think that’s beautiful.