Thoughts On Moving

For the past, I don't know, five years I guess? My family has been looking for a new home. We've been at the place we're at now for I think about fifteen, sixteen years. I never thought we would ever move, but we are. We have grown out of this house. We want farm animals, we want to become more self sufficient, but here we can't. It's illegal for us to have livestock in the county we live in unless you've got five+ acres of land. Pretty crappy, huh?

After a while of searching for the perfect new home.... We found one. Well, almost perfect. It needs a few updates. It's only about twenty to twenty five minutes away from our home now, and the rest of our family. It's perfect. It has enough land, an extra bedroom, a HUGE kitchen, and a closed in garage (for our pingpong table!!!). It's awesome! Why am I still feeling sad though?

I guess I'm a very sentimental person and thinking of leaving the home that's always been home for me, is rough. There are SO MANY memories in this place. Some good, some not so good. From me and my sister sitting on the end of the bed watching drake and josh while my mom slept because she worked nights; to staying up till two A.M eating oreos and watching movies with my aunt and uncle; to bringing my baby brother home; to every holiday, every birthday, as far as I can remember, here, always here. At the end of the day we'd always come back here, back home. So much laughter, but also so many tears (including the ones I'm shedding while writing this). I felt like it was a huge change when me and my sister moved from the room right next to us (which is now my brothers room) to the one we're in now. I don't do well with change.

I guess I feel like we won't make memories like that anymore. Sure we'd be in a different house making new memories, but they will still be memories, good memories. Change is really hard, but it can still be good. I know this new place will be better for our family. I will still cry when I see our home empty though.

-Amy