One of the most difficult things I have ever experienced is moving to Idaho before my junior year of high school from Utah. Despite this being a common occurrence for people it was hard for me because it uprooted me from the community I had lived in for the past seven years, and the people I loved. It caused me to leave friends that I grew up with and that I couldn’t imagine leaving. And forced me to meet new friends and discover a new place. As I have had time to reflect on my experiences it causes me to realize that it doesn’t matter where you are, or the people you know, but how you react in the situation. The fact that I had to leave my best friends was hard, but the people I have met in Idaho and the experiences I have had since moving have made up for the difficult transition.
When I moved to Idaho it was really hard because I had to go to a new school. But it was actually a good thing because I got to meet my best friend Catherine Arredondo. A year after meeting my best friend I got to go to Mexico after 12 years of not going. These are my life changing events. Sometimes change could be good, but sometimes it can be bad.
Adjusting to the home invasion was not easy, my sister and I never wanted to stay at home, we were afraid of getting kidnapped. I began to think that maybe New York is not the best place for us to live and I became excited to move to Florida. I heard that Florida was a very safe place and it was clean compared to New York. At first, I was really sad and disappointed when I found out we are moving to Florida because I would have to attend a new school, make new friends, and we had no family in Florida. Moving from New York to Florida was a huge change, Florida was almost the complete opposite of what New York was like
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.
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.
The Day I Moved to Sacramento It was the last three days of school but the last one for me, I was moving away from San Bruno. This is a story about my last day in San Bruno. The first time I moved there I thought it wasn't very nice and stuff because it looked Very Ghetto Things were old and just trash and stuff everywhere, there were a lot of Gangs and stuff like that, but I think I was there for about 4 or 5 years. I went to a school called Parkside Middle school there was a 6th grade , 7th , and an 8th grade at the school.
Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” Deuteronomy 31:6. Adjusting to new things aren't always easy, especially moving from New Jersey to Louisiana. As an adolescent I was fortunate with a mother who taught me to love and accept others despite their differences.
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
When I got older we used to visit them frequently and stayed for weeks there until we had to come back to Idaho. I didn 't personally want to go back to Idaho because most of my cousins lived in Utah and none of them in Idaho besides me. Once we came to Idaho my sister kept complaining how boring Idaho was and she wanted to move back to Utah because she misses them. I didn’t really mind since I already made friends in my neighborhood that were my age, but I did miss
Moving to Kansas was a big change in my life. At the end of the school year of 2011, four weeks before the last day of school we went on the eight hour road trip to Newton, Kansas. It was exciting. Getting a new place to live, a new home. Change is good, well mostly good.
Moving from Tennessee to Ohio in the 6th grade was probably the most difficult times in my life. Boardman, Ohio, is where my mother and I moved too, from Murfreesboro,Tennessee. The environment was definitely a big change for me. Murfreesboro had variety of people with diversity and cultures from all around. Boardman is very basic, and not extremely integrated.
I was born in Texas and live here now, though moved around a lot when I was young. I had been to eight different schools by the time I graduated. For some reason or another, every few years my family had to move somewhere else for a promotion or a bigger opportunity. Aside from just moving to a different suburb, When I was 11, my Dad was promoted and we moved to Wyoming. Friends aside, it 's just a cold and un-interesting place.
In the summer of 2012, was when I was leaving for Virginia. A lot had happened in the previous months before this moment. Things such as my mom getting a new car, getting a new dog, my mom having a heart attack, and so on. Over everything that was happening, the biggest thing was moving across country from Arizona. Although, the hardest part for me was leaving my dad behind.
Many did not remember to text or call me, I was forgotten by most and it hurt me because all this time trying to fit in with them has gone to waste; I now had to start all over and create my journey once more. The most challenging part was saying goodbye to the people I grew up with. I lived in Victorville for over 10 years,
There was nothing holding me down to California, other than the dislike of moving away from it. It’s not like I had many friends there. The one’s I did have were not the kind which I would try to keep any relationship with after moving away.
The First Time I Moved We were sitting at the dinner table, my mom and dad said we need to talk. It scared me, because when they say that it usually means something bad had happened. They said “in a month we are moving to Kansas.” It saddened my sister and myself.