Ch.. Ch.. Ch.. Changes
Change is hard. My parents are moving. Not a big deal, right? I don't live there anymore, so it shouldn't be a big deal. Right? Well, it is- To me. We moved into their house right before my birthday of my senior year. So, granted I never really lived there as a child, but I did live there for the longest time of any of our homes. It was the home that my parents always wanted to build, and after many years of trying to find the "right spot" to build it, they found this property. My big brother, who is an architect, designed the house. It had all the right features: Big living room, nice kitchen, great light. It was a memory home. You know, the home where you made your memories? Christmas memories there were the BEST! It was the place where we lived in when big changes happened in my life. I graduated from high school and college while living in that house. I got my first teaching job while living there. I met and married my husband while living ther