Moving On

Well, now that my close family and friends are aware, I am finally moving out of my folk's place. My sister is getting a townhouse in Pleasant Hill with her family and they are graciously letting me rent out the basement. I know I'll still be living with family, but it somehow feels different. I think just taking that step out of the house I moved into when I was 14 is an important one. I'm very excited to make the space my own. And to see my nephews a little more. I know that I'll miss the family I live with now, but luckily, no matter how far apart we are (PHill is 10 mins from my "old" house) our family is stuck together like glue. So, as I look for furniture and dream about how I'm going to decorate, I know that this moment of moving out will also be a moment of moving on.