The hardest part was organizing everything for the move. I needed an apartment and a job in one of the most expensive places to live in the world. Fortunately, I was not alone and I was able to make the move without going broke. I met great friends in college from all over the country whom I knew would stay in my life. These friends were not from the West Coast and shortly after graduation left the state.
It was hard leaving behind my family and friends, which I’ve grown up with. Facing these tough challenges, helped me become a much more mature person, it helped me see life’s meaning from different perspectives, to appreciate what I have in life. It is incredible how life can change in just a matter of seconds. I decided not to give up and bring myself down for having to start from the bottom once again to become successful in life, but
The only place that I have ever resided in was Miami, Florida so moving meant that I had to go to new schools and meet make new friends. Surprisingly, I made friends with people within the first two weeks and they are still my close friends going on three years. Despite having made friends, there was always a void in my heart. At school, I would sit in class wishing that my father was still alive or that I was still living in Miami.
A hard time in my life was when I moved here. I did not want to leave my life in Maricopa, the place I moved from. I loved it there. I had my girlfriend, my many friends, my marching band family (I call them my family because they seem like it, I hang around with them so much they are my life), and a lot of other stuff too like school rank, grades, and most importantly the teachers and classmates I really liked to be around. I, when/while moving here, went through the stages of grief, or so I was told.
Last year I moved from Guttenberg to Manchester, which moved me from Clayton Ridge to West Delaware High School. The whole move was a speedy process. Before we moved I only knew 3 people that attended West Delaware and out of those people, none of them are my age. I was upset with my parents for putting me in the position of leaving all my friends that I had finally gotten used to, to move somewhere where I didn’t know anybody. A rush of emotions were coming onto me; fear of losing friends, anger and resentment towards my family for not telling me until they had already bought the house, but also excitement because I would be starting all over again and meeting new people.
When we had to move from D.C., after I just started to fit in, was next. The feeling was indescribable, but still nothing compared to the first. Moving is probably one of the biggest impacts on peoples life. It makes them leave literally everything behind.
This created a great rift between me and the people that had been my friends. I began trying to hang out with friends but found they were always busy while I was home reading, waiting for an adventure. I had managed to keep a few of my friends and these people are still my friends today, but first I had to deal with being solitary for a while. After I accepted the way school, and friends were going to go I only faced one obstacle. Almost my entire life changed after my move, I had a new routine, some new friends, and a new way I had to learn.
I went through a phase where I was very closed off to everything and unwilling to try new things. Three years after this original move, I moved from Phoenix to Columbus, Ohio. Right before this move, I was beginning to come out of my shell and return to the original person I had been for the fourteen
It’s that time again, another move, it seems as if I was just arriving in Arizona yesterday. It’s not as if it came as a surprise to me: I’ve known my entire life to not get attached to people and to expect a move every few years. It’s just tough finally finding friends and belonging one second, then starting all over the next. It wasn’t all that bad at the beginning, when I was younger, but as time went on and siblings began to leave, I started to feel alone. Living in two different countries and three different states throughout high school was tough on it’s own, but after my brother, my last sibling at home, went off to college, I felt empty and incomplete.
Now back to the point. when I moved from San Bruno. i was at school saying goodbye to everyone the teachers didn't really say anything except for a cool teacher named Mr jackson the day was pretty fun cause i actually felt i was going to be missed, and I even got five posters from groups of people! One with gifts and the rest just had names signed on them. I left the school to walk home, but my friends caught up to me and since I was bored
Only last year I was faced to live without my mom and brother the closest and precious family. The time was the most difficult moment in my life that year and still lives on with me to this day. For 16 years they were always by my side when I needed them until the start of my third year of high school. The transition from Canada to Texas I thought would be simple and fun. However, what I predicted was the opposite of what would happen.
A significant experience that has a meaning to me was when I moved to Atlanta, Georgia. Moving from Dayton, Ohio to Atlanta, Georgia had the biggest impact on my life, because I know, from what others experience, when moving to a whole other state, you have to step out of your comfort zone. You have to leave your family behind and you also have to leave your old friends behind and try to make new friends. Moving to another state, it’s like starting a new life. No one knows you or your past, so it's all about your future now.