moving

As I made my way from my house to the train station this morning, I realized that it was one of the last few times that I will be making that journey. It was representative of a lot of things in my life that will soon come to an end. Things that I took for granted, or things that I hardly noticed, but played a major role in my everyday life.

I will no longer be near my family. I will no longer be near my friends. I wont be in the neighborhood I grew up in with familiar faces, stores, trees, cars, parks, and subways. I know this may sound so silly, but these are the small things that make up a community, and community is a big part of peoples lives (good or bad, in my case, good).

Its sad for me.

I know I will be okay in my new neighborhood (which by the way-- Im moving into the city!), but it just wont be the same. I have to create a new community- or be accpted into an old one. I have to make new friends and meet my neighbors. I have to get used to my new route to work and get to know the neighborhoods' resturants and shops.

They say that moving is one the three major stressors in a persons life. And now, after so much instability, I realize why.

I'll be okay though. I appreciate what I had and embrace the new, its just a little sad, thats all.