Welcome to day fourteen. Today I will be talking about a difficult time in my life. I’ve already talked about this a lot–moving.
As you may guess, moving 7 1/2 hours away from the state I’d lived in all my life was really hard. Leaving my friends, family, and even house behind. But at least I had already been in the state I was moving to. And I knew I loved it. Also the fact that we had been in the process of moving for SIX whole years made it a bit easier.
But every day I think about my friends. The ones I knew for years and years. And how much I miss them. I can text them and call them on the phone, but it’s not the same. At all.
Fact is, it’s easier to complain than it is to be grateful. And I usually wind up going the easy way out. I tend to think of all the things that I’ll never be able to have again in DE, when I should be thinking of the things I would have missed out on if I hadn’t moved away. Because those are the ones that have been changing my life.
So I try to think about the things I would have never got to do if it wasn’t for moving. I wouldn’t have all the amazing friends I’ve met here. I wouldn’t have ever got chickens, or ducks, or bunnies. I would never have started blogging, and that would be terrifying.
Every day I go outside and see the chicks funning around, having a ball while they find bugs to make their tummies happy. And I would have never have been able to see that–in person–if we hadn’t moved.
I need to start going the hard way and thinking about the things I should be grateful for.