It’s a mixed bag on the move. I’ve lived in my current place for 6 years and on this side of the city for an additional 12 years. Now, I’m packing up everything I have and moving into a whole different zip code, 35 minutes away from the current place.

Plus, my mother has been here for the last few days and you know how there’s highs and lows when you’re used to being on your own and suddenly your world is all in boxes and there’s people in your spaces…

But, I think it will all hit me once I see my stuff in the new house. I haven’t cried yet, but I won’t be ashamed when it probably happens later. 😅