every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end
Seven years ago, I was 19. I moved out of my dad's house on a whim, with one paycheck. I moved to Harrisonburg and started my new version of freedom. Freedom from the nights filled with yelling and alcohol, freedom the dreaded need to go home because I had no place to call my own. Now, I am 26 and I am starting a new chapter. At the end of the month and end of the year, I will be packing the treasures and memories I have accrued over the last 26 years and I will be carrying them with me to Norfolk, Virginia. I have laughed as much as I have cried and I am as afraid as I am excited. I have made friends as quickly as I have lost them, I have fallen out of love as slowly as I fell in. My grandmother died, my dog passed away. It has been a very long ride and I am ready to begin a new adventure. I will not be beginning this new journey alone, as the one I consider the love of my life will be accompanying me. For this new year and new beginning, I have a few things I'd l...