Although the transition of moving was difficult, I decided to focus on the new experiences I would gain from moving. Moving from California to Indiana caused me to change my way of living. To start, I moved from San Jose, California to Whiteland, Indiana in the middle of my third grade year at the beginning of December. I recall thinking that Indiana was dull and bland, both in the weather and environment. Previously, my friends in California told me that all Indiana had to offer was corn.
When I was 14 I had to move to San Clemente, California. I had already recently moved temporarily to Texas while a house was made ready for us on the military base. “The house is ready!” my mother had said excitedly, after being on the phone for a few minutes. “It’s time to go back?”
I 'm not a native of Pennsylvania. Anyone can tell that from my intense love of snow and fall, two things you couldn 't find in a South Florida city like where I lived, where temperatures were always high and foliage stayed the same year round. If you were born in Pennsylvania, you grew up hearing people tell stories of hitting a deer at night meanwhile I grew up hearing stories of people finding alligators in their backyard. Most people know what it 's like to move to a new place, whether it 's a new town, state or country, however, I feel my dramatic move along with the circumstances surrounding it are unique. It taught me that you can make the best out of even the worst situations.
The move back to Maryland was one of the biggest challenges in my life, everything was okay in Ohio until my step dad caused problems with me and my mom. It all started when my mom tried kicking my step dad out of the house for domestic violence. She kicked him out because not only has he fought with my mom, but he and I have fought a few times. Everything seemed fine at first until he kept bringing police officers to our house claiming almost all of our household items were his and he wanted to get them back. Of course the officers eventually weren’t allowing him to keep coming back to bug us about it and told him to go to the court and take the problem to a civil court judge.
In early August of 2009, I embarked on a long drive from the beautiful state of Virginia to the more homey state of Alabama. My grandfather, Benjie Norris, had been diagnosed with terminal brain cancer and was given months to survive. My mother had been traveling back and forth from Virginia to Alabama, so it was decided that the family should go on and move to Alabama in order to be closer to family. Being only a sixth grader, it was hard to grasp the concept of moving to an unfamiliar place. Moving to Alabama has been a beneficial life experience thanks to family, friends, and strong spiritual atmosphere of the area.
My favorite part of the move was knowing that I was going to have a new home and new goals. Although during the event there were sad moments when I would think of the friends that I left behind. Many people can relate to this type of experience because we lose friends, have new starts,new schools. During the trip to Arizona my mom
Moving to Cleveland was one of the worst days of my life. My mom told us to pack our bags because we were moving to one of the best and most beautiful places in Ohio. I was an idiot and thought Ohio would be just like The Woodlands. I thought they would have winning teams, lots of trees, and comfy neighborhoods with parks, but it was exactly the opposite.
Growing up in Ohio, I was always fond of the great outdoors. My love for the outdoors carried me to apply for a seasonal job in Yellowstone National Park over the summer after I completed high school in the year 2000. Little did I know that having a seasonal job in housekeeping would teach me some of the most valuable lessons in life. I had no idea that my time would be cut short, due to one of the most devastating losses that I could experience. Seventeen years later, my family upbringing, strong work ethic, love for the outdoors, and love for my family, have formed me into who I am today.
My most critical moment of thinking came as I was deciding to leave Dallas and move to Philadelphia. My husband received a lucrative job offer in Philadelphia right after our engagement and we both knew that a long distance relationship was not for us. He had finally found a good position in the Field that he was passionate about but he wouldn 't budge if I decided to stay in Dallas. Even though I had no desire to leave Texas, I would never have wanted to be the one responsible for him giving up a wonderful opportunity.
The guys from Ohio are quite the group. They come up once a year and stay with my Uncle Buzz. He isn’t my real Uncle but is close enough to be one, so I just call him that. John is one of the four guys that come. He is the kind of guy where he needs to be proven wrong before he admits he is.
Anyways, my birthday is March 7, 1997 and I was born in Ionia Michigan. I left Michigan on a greyhound bus with my birth mother and my younger brother when I was four, so I don’t remember much about it. However, I do recall blue trucks and long walks. I don’t know what this means, but when I think about life in Michigan, this is all that comes to mind. I also obviously remember my family members which are my birth grandmother, aunt, uncle (all on my birth mother’s side), my other birth grandmother, and aunt (on my birth father’s side).
I believe, being a single mom with two kids and commuting 1 ½ hour everyday from Turlock to Fresno and my work and volunteer experiences that I have more than ten years in different organizations, such as charities, schools, hospitals, restaurant, physician’s office and other communities will show internship directors that I am very committed to dietetics program. Also, I have a warm personality, and I am a team player. I am a good listener, and I am a problem solver and a good one. I enjoy the challenge of identifying a problem, analyzing it and solving it. Somehow, I might bring other skills and values, such as creativity, integrity and kindness due to my personality and my volunteer work in different fields.
For nine years I lived in a small town until my mom and I moved to New York City. I had a year to get used to the idea, and had really gotten excited about it, but when we finally made the transition, it wasn't what I expected. Before moving, my view of everything was as small as my town. I thought that people in NYC were happy, and living stable lives.
While I am still quite new to Alabama, through recent caving trips to the state I have fell in love with everything the state has to offer. From the kind faces at every turn, to the wonderful caves and outdoors, I hope to call Alabama home in the near future. Additionally, with my brother starting college in Huntsville this fall, I am looking to maintain family ties by attending UAB.
Soon, I will start my new life in Oregon. There, I said it. On Monday, my entire world, my family, will be leaving our home to find out what is really in the magical place called Oregon. Caroline, my wife, is skeptical of the 2000 mile journey. She doesn 't know if we should be risking it at all.