I'm leaving the place I've always known to go somewhere else for 5 years. That fact just hit me in the last couple days, but I still haven't come to a grip with it. This has been my room since my sister was born when I was 2, I helped my parents renovate this house to revive it from the 80s, I have seen neighbors come and go from this neighborhood yet we always stay. But, now I'm leaving. I'm moving somewhere 9 hours away for the next 5 years of my life. What if when I come home and everything is different? What if my room doesn't have its scent and I don't recognize the people that walk their dogs outside anymore. But one thing that I have learned from being here is that permanency is not enough to deter me from my dreams. Even though I have always had my parents, they have taught me enough to be able to be away from them. They equipped me with enough skills that I can start fresh and know that I can still succeed. That is the main thing that I will take away from being here for so long, I don't have to stay in one place to know who I am and how I'm going to go about life.
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