Long story short I cried…. I never thought I would be supper emotional about leaving my childhood home. Yes I have lived in that house since the day my parents brought me home from the hospital, but I’m not supper emotional when it comes to life events. As I packed our family home over the last month I felt nothing but excitement! While we had all our friends come over to pack up everything into our moving truck I still felt nothing but excitement! As my parents and I spent our last two nights in a basically empty house still I had nothing but excitement for this move.
Yet when we went back to officially give up the keys to the new owner I had a few minuets alone in the only house I have ever known. I walked into my bedroom of 24 years and 11 months and said goodbye because it was no longer MY room. I looked around at the walls that have watched me grow physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Thats when I began to cry not because I was sad, but because I was saying goodbye to the only home I had ever known.
Shhh don’t tell but I ripped off a corner of the wallpaper that has always been in my closet ya know for memories. now I’m sitting in my aunties house because we are homeless LOL. I’m wishing for this week to slow down, because Friday we say goodbye to Los Angeles and start our two day journey to our new home in Sioux Falls. I’ll keep ya’ll updated on that journey so here’s to this LA girl moving to the Midwest.
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