Tonight is the last night I'll spend in what I'll always think of as my parent's home. The home I grew up in, spent 14 years laughing, crying, fighting, picking my self again in. I'm moving away tomorrow, they're moving away in a month or so. They're putting on a tag sale for things they're not bringing with me, for things I'm not bringing with me. And its a great adventure. But its also a bit scary and more than a bit overwhelming.
I will be glad to finally be surrounded by my things, to sleep not just in my sheets, but on my mattress, on my bedframe, with my clothes in my dresser. I haven't had that for years now. I don't even think I've slept in my parent's house at all since the summer before my sophomore year of college - three years ago.
It's happy and exciting and I'm starting a whole new chapter in my life. But I'm also realizing how much of an end that last chapter has come to, and its a very strange happening. They say change is good - I say change is good. But this is a lot of change, and its finally hitting me all at once. I hope I'm prepared. I hope I'm ready for the challenges that I'm purposefully setting up for myself. I hope any mistakes I make are lessons I can learn from.
Because ready or not, its coming.
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