every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end

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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 like to accomplish:

For starters, I want to maintain my 4.0 GPA that I have accumulated at ODU thus far.
I want to reach my goal weight of 120 by Valentine's Day (only 8 pounds to go!)
I want to become more comfortable with my own vulnerability.
I want to become more comfortable with everyone else's vulnerability.
I want to find some kind of peace in myself.

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