When you are a military spouse, moving frequently is common, which makes finding a place to call home difficult. Colorado was where I was born and raised. However, Texas was home to me. I enjoyed the warm weather, and how I was only a fourteen hour drive from home. While living in Texas, I learned a lot about myself and grew as a person. I had a great career opportunity managing a 240 unit apartment complex, I had good friends and enjoyed everything Texas had to offer. Two years after our move to Texas, my husband received orders that would move us to Washington State. While he was fairly optimistic about the move, I was not. I had a life here in Texas, which I did not prefer to leave. Texas was my home and I hoped it would stay that way for a very long time. It was difficult for me to imagine a life outside of everything I knew. I had created a life here, a job that I enjoyed waking up to every day and I had a great support group. I had no clue what to expect with the pending …show more content…
When we arrived, it was a beautiful and sunny day. We checked into our hotel, waiting to move into the house we had rented sight unseen. The first couple of days were spent driving around town getting used to our surroundings. Our first summer here was beautiful, I surprised myself when I actually started enjoying my time in this unfamiliar place. The fall and winter seemed to go on forever, and with that so did the rain. It was challenging, moving from a place where our winters consisted of warm weather and clear skies to a place where the rain seemed to never stop. I was still unemployed, I hadn’t made close friends. I felt lost, I just wanted to make this place feel like home. In the later months I received an offer to work for an apartment complex as a leasing consultant, it seemed everything was falling into
For years I’ve been planning a family vacation but had never decided a pleasant and fascinating place to visit. A lot of people relate the adventures in San Antonio for tourists. To mention a few, The Riverwalk, Sea World, Six Flags Fiesta, and The Tower of the Americas are the main attractions that would be perfect for a family trip. I was so enthusiastic and explored more into it. I gave my family the great news of going and exploring this amazing city on our own! San Antonio offers the best of attractions and activities in all Texas! Whether you’re looking for popular entertainment for the whole family or to spend time with your friends, I was so positive I had made a superb decision!
I was hoping to move to Alaska or Arizona, but instead we got Arkansas. I wasn’t excited about it but, it was some place different. I moved around the end of July. It was really hard to move and leave my friends, but we still keep in contact every now and then. When I came to Arkansas it was really different. It felt weird to be in the States after seven years. There were new things that I had never seen or even heard of. I was anxious about starting school. Getting used to going to a small school on base in Germany was extremely different from going to public school.
I was born in Houston, Texas, and for that reason it has always been a home to me. Even though I love the quiet life of a small town (like Burns Flat, where I attend school), the lights and skylines of a big city have always stood for a lot of ideals that I hold very true to my heart. Opportunity, growth, and pride are just a few of these ideals that reflect not only how I feel about cities, but also how I view myself. I spend my summers and holidays in Christmas every year with my dad, my stepmom, and my stepsiblings and their friends, who I spend most of my summer hanging out with.
I was born on January 22,2006 in Carthage TX.I grew up in a little White House.My dad said that I had an imaginary friend named Anna, and I was scared of an old man that no one else could see. He told me that one day I was in the living room watching TV in my Ball Pit and a ball rolled out of my room.
The day I moved away, a lot of things were going through my young mind. As I took my last look at my home, I remembered all the fun times I had with my family and friends through out my life. Now I was moving 800 miles away from all of that with no insight on what lied ahead for me. As my family and I drove away from our Michigan home, I looked out the window wondering what Virginia would be, and what my friends were doing. A lot of things were going through my mind at the time. At the time my main worry was if I would make any friends, and how I would adjust to everything. During the whole drive down, my mother would often let me know that everything would be all right and I would like it. Trying to be strong and hold back my tears, I just shook my head no, wondering why we had to move so far away. Life would be different for me and I knew it would.
“Oh my gosh! We bought a house. I am so excited. We don't have to move anymore. No more packing!”
Within a week of finding out my dad was gone forever, me along with my eight brothers and sisters, my recently widowed ( and pregnant ) mom, and a handful of personal items left the comfort of our small Charleston, home and were packed up in a van and shipped off to Memphis, Tennessee to start a new life. The wound of my father's death was still so raw that I refused to accept that the strange city of Memphis was my new home, and that somehow my father was alive and well, and all we needed to do was go back to Charleston and be with him. And as days in Memphis turned to weeks ,and then months, the realization and acceptance of my new life set in, and I began to embrace Memphis as my new home. as the years passed I made
There are very few things in life I enjoy quite as much as fall. love that it is no longer a million degrees… but the thing that I love the absolute most on the stinkin’ planet is THE TEXAS RENAISSANCE FESTIVAL.
In my life there has been many actions I had to take in order to be where I am at now. I had to go through thick and thin and jump every obstacle put in my way. However, there was a specific action I did that changed my life forever. Around the age of 14 I decided to take a big leap and move from my hometown in Mexico to Austin, Texas. Coming to Texas from Mexico was a drastic change for me from the language to the culture. I had to leave my life and family behind and start from zero again. This transition was very hard for me, doubt roamed my mind. I began to fear the unknown. Had I made the right decision in coming in search of a better life? I asked myself this question every day until I realized that I had. I knew I did not move to Texas
I would like to live in GatlinBurg Tennessee because it’s near the campsite I always go to when I go camping in the summer. Even though Pigeon Forge had a huge fire last year it still don’t change the fact that i want to live there. I would go to all the exciting stores, restaurants, shows and even the aquarium that they have there in Tennessee too. We also went to ride some of the roller coasters there too they weren't as exciting as kings island but it was still dope. Another awesome thing we did was where there was this huge poll and it had a rope attached to the top and they would harness you on it and when they started it you would go into the air and start going around in circles. It was pretty scary too.
On the last day of June 2011, I was finally finished packing and ready for our move to Baltimore. Poet Deep had left early that morning to come pick me and the children up. I was both excited and saddened all in one. I was excited because we were moving to be with my love and be amongst a community that I assumed was ideal. I was excited that I was going to be around “conscious” sisters who I had assumed viewed life the way I did, and had values and practices very much analogous to mine. The feelings of sadness came from me having to depart from my dad and mom.
At the tender age of 23 years, I packed up everything owned that I had in my bedroom and stored in my mom’s garage and followed the then, love of my life to Memphis, Tennessee. Everyone in my family thought I was crazy. How could I leave Southern California, where I had been born and raised, to go to Memphis, Tennessee? A place at the time only known by my family and associates for its famous landmark, Graceland, and its infamous owner Elvis. I remember some of the well wishes and words of my mom and aunt, who each pulled me aside at one point and another to tell me, “No matter what happens, you can always come home.” I felt like the prodigal daughter. But it didn’t impede my tracks. I got in the car the
Have you ever been to Texas? I have been once. My trip to Texas was unbelievably awesome. I saw many of things on my way there. While we were there, I had loads of fun. Many things happened while we were there. Texas was the coolest place I have ever been.
Everything seems like it’s falling out of place, it’s going too fast, and my mind is out of control. I think these thoughts as I lay on my new bed, in my new room, in this new house, in this new city, wondering how I got to this place. “My life was fine,” I say to myself, “I didn’t want to go.” Thinking back I wonder how my father felt as he came home to the house in Stockton, knowing his wife and kids left to San Diego to live a new life. Every time that thought comes to my mind, it feels as if I’m carrying a ten ton boulder around my heart; weighing me down with guilt. The thought is blocked out as I close my eyes, picturing my old room; I see the light brown walls again and the vacation pictures of the Florida and camping trip stapled to them. I can see the photo of me on the ice rink with my friends and the desk that I built with my own hands. I see my bed; it still has my checkered blue and green blanket on it! Across from the room stands my bulky gray television with its back facing the black curtain covered closet. My emotions run deep, sadness rages through my body with a wave of regret. As I open my eyes I see this new place in San Diego, one large black covered bed and a small wooden nightstand that sits next to a similar closet like in my old room. When I was told we would be moving to San Diego, I was silenced from the decision.
Sadly, my family has experienced several hardships. I’m originally from New York, a state that people love to visit. At the age of ten my family and I moved to Houston, Texas with the hopes of having a peaceful and worry free life. Everything was going well until one day the store where my dad was working