My Dad 's Job At Texas

I didn’t want to have to leave my friends in Nashville and be forced to make new ones in Atlanta. I didn’t want to get used to another new house or another city. I just wanted to stay in the only place I could call home. As the day of my departure approached, I thought of running away, so I wouldn’t have to move and my dad could keep his job in Atlanta. Thankfully, I never went through with it. When the day finally arrived, I was everything but ready. My mom had picked my brother up from school early to help move boxes out of the house and into our car while the movers haled broken down beds, and other pieces of furniture into their industrial moving trucks. Once everything was packed into trucks, paper work was finished and dogs were loaded in the car, we began the long 4-hour trip to Atlanta as dusk made its way to the sky. The trip itself was a calm one, we managed to avoid any major accidents on the highway, and we were traveling around 8 o’clock so the traffic had died down. As we drove I couldn’t help but think back to the friends I left and what was to come

Moving is hard for everyone, because you're leaving your friends and maybe some family. There are some good opportunities to make new friends and meet new people. You could also start over and maybe remove all the weight off your back if it's like drama, or maybe wondering if someone is going to like you. There is also an upside of seeing new things you maybe

Moving to a new country, state, or home can be very rough at times, but also very rewarding at the same time. Even though people move all the time it can still be scary and nerve racking. People can move for many different reasons, sometimes by choice, and sometimes because they are forced too. However, people mostly move because of hard times, new opportunities, or they are newlywed couple searching for a new start and a place to raise a family. Whatever the cause of moving, people will soon either hate or love the effects that will become upon them.

to say goodbye. Growing up, I also moved to and experienced a new place. I grew up in Findlay, Ohio and lived there until I was about nine years old. I went to a small, Catholic school and had a close group of friends. My life was turned upside down the day my parents announced we would be moving all the way to the great state of Texas. My dad had been offered a better job opportunity in Texas by Marathon, his employer. He took the offer and seized the new opportunity, but unfortunately this did not sit well with me. I cried at first, but eventually accepted that I couldn’t change it. Moving out of the town I grew up in and into a new place took a toll on me. I didn’t know what to expect and I did not want to leave my friends and family behind. Like J.D., being in a new environment was a learning experience. I eventually made new friends and experienced a diverse culture I had never known to exist. J.D. and I both showed grit in these unfamiliar times. We had the courage to leave everything behind for the better, whether it’s for an improved financial situation or an opportunity to serve our country. Learning how to embrace these experiences and gain knowledge from them shows a strength of character.

January 2015, I moved to Bothell, Washington from Kirkland, Washington. Moving to a new city means moving to a new school. I did not like that idea. I already had a bunch of friends in Kirkland, I couldn't just leave them out of the blue like that. Plus, it was in the middle of the school year.

Moving is common to do among people, but moving to a different state is nerve wracking. I was sad to know I was leaving my home behind for good. But I was even more excited to see what my future held in Colorado. There was nothing to do in Arizona and no one to hang out with. Moving state is a very important turning point in my life.

There is change everywhere in the world; every minute, every second, but this change hit me hard. I was living an ideal lifestyle in Long Island. I had plenty of friends and my family lived near by. I was on cloud nine. That all changed in an instant when I came home from school one day and my parents announced that we were moving to Texas.

Have you ever had everything you’ve ever known, stripped away from like it had never even mattered. The things you most loved and cherished, such as friends and family, taken away. Have you ever had to leave the only place you’ve ever known, as well as the people who lived there. I can honestly tell you I thought the world was ending when my parents announced that we would be leaving our quaint town in Arizona and moving to the big city. A few miles outside of Boston. The suburbs to be exact.

My Father is an Air Traffic Controller in the military and he had been given word that he had been given orders to move from Elmendorf AFB in Anchorage, Alaska to Eglin AFB in Niceville, Florida in two months. I remember when my parents told me that we were moving. I was sitting in the living room with my sister when my Dad and Mom came and joined us to break the news. Once they sat down I could tell something was wrong, I could feel my heart racing and the temperature rising. Once they said the words, “we are moving to Florida” I could feel my heart sink because that meant going to a new school, new friends and no more spending time with my family. Alaska was my home and I never thought we would leave. I was scared for what the future held, but I had no idea that it would make such an impact on my life and shape me into the person I am today.

I heard myself scream. Crash. Glass from the back window flies forward in slow motion, it looked like snow. Jolted forward, I hit my head and

The summer of 2013, my family and I drove 3 hours from Cypress, Texas to Boerne. This was a very big move for us because we had no family close to us. The town was much smaller, and so was the school district. There was actually a “main street” and town square. We had to drive 20 minutes to get to HEB instead of 3. My dad could walk down the sidewalk to his office instead of driving an hour into Houston. So many things were extremely different from what we were used to. Everything had changed for us, but in the end, it was the best move ever. Here, I have found my closest friends, favorite sports, and many more things. This was a very hard decision for me and my family, but it was one of the best we would ever

I was not surprised when I was told we were moving again. Moving from place to place was something I accepted into my life. My mom always had a good reason to leave and start a new adventure somewhere else.

As the weather in the Mile High City grew worse, I was in a mood...but not the mood you would be if you won the lottery. It was perhaps a mood you would be in if you lost a championship game.I was moving...AGAIN! This was NOT exciting. I had to move from one side of America to the other side and back again.I had to move from New Jersey to Colorado and I was not happy. Obviously,I am not happy now!I had to lose all my friends, it was tragic. I didn’t want to pack everything again and go to the other side of America..Virginia Beach. This was so frustrating! I had to leave all my friends and teachers who encouraged me to do many things.It was also hard for my brother who had say good bye to his best friend and meet new friends.But,at the same

Packing up your life and belongings is a difficult task to do. My family lived in Apple Valley, MN, until the week before my 7th birthday. My parents told my younger brother and I that we were moving to Hastings, MN. I had no idea where that was as a child. I was excited about this new experience. I have always been interested in travelling. When we arrived in Hastings, it was nothing like my old town. I knew nobody, all I knew was that I lived in the middle of the woods. Moving to a different town isn’t just about the new house, it is also about making new friends at a new school, and living a different lifestyle.

The idea of moving to a different state or country can be terrifying for most people. I know for me it was. I was born and raised in New Jersey and had a decent job. Life was going great for me; at least that is what I thought. I had a lot of friends and family that had been around me my whole life. Moving away from all of this was not an option for me, until I got married and had children. By the time my daughter hit five years old, I was rushed to make a decision that would change my life forever. I had to decide whether I wanted her to go to school in New Jersey or Key West. This meant leaving my friends and family behind, and somehow depriving my children from growing up around their family.