Personal Narrative: Moving Changes Everything

Moving from the South to the Midwest was a huge change in my life. For my whole life I grew up to the southern hospitality and the tang of salt in the air since the beach was always less than 5 minutes away wherever I lived. Now I moved to a place where they flip you off to say hi, and the closest thing to an ocean is a sea of grass that seems to go on forever. Although I am now adapted to the change for the most part, it took me awhile to break in to the social norms of an average Midwest kids.

By the time we actually moved, these expectations had become the newest part of my personality. Force a smile and do not tell anyone how much you actually hate Arizona and everything about it; the dry heat jokes, the snowless winters, the lack of extended family, everything. The worst part of the whole situation was that I was trying to stay involved with my friends back home while they were moving forward with their lives. I was stuck in the past and miserable because of it. I slowly but surely learned that I was happier when I was making friends in Arizona while periodically checking in with my old friends than I was when I was trying to ignore everyone in my new home state. I would consider that the turning point from my childhood to my adulthood. I went from acting immature, childish, oblivious, and obnoxious to being mature, happy, and responsible. Without this move, I am not sure when or how I would have ever made this necessary transition to adulthood. Although my freshman year was hard because of the move, looking back on it now, I am extremely grateful for this experience, which gave me the shove I needed to finally grow

Since 2012, I have moved 3 times. The first move was definitely the hardest of all the moves. My entire life was turned upside down right before high school. I was happy to move, but it was a complete change. I had to relearn how to live, and I suddenly had to be the one to care for my younger siblings.

The move to High Island was the one biggest thing that transformed my life. Moving is usually a dreadful thing, but for me it

When humans reflect on their lives they often categorize things by their location at the time of the event, grouping their college experience separately from their hometown high school experiences. This association with place causes us to view an unwanted movement as an attack on our personal way of living. I first experienced such an affront when I was in the first grade, my family and I moved to a small town about three hours away from San Angelo. My father wanted to be closer to his aunt and uncle so he seemingly forced me and to tag along for the experience. I didn’t want to move away from my grandparents or my friends, the thought alone would cause me to cry. I had to leave behind all my friends, my family I

Type your answer in this box. Ever since I moved from San Jose I knew my life would change forever. I moved to Temecula California only for a temporary time. We stayed with my moms friends for a while, her name was Vhergie, she was a kind person, she has 3 little kids and a boyfriend. The first couple of weeks were pretty good, I got the know the kids a bit more, talk to auntie Vhergie, and even her boyfriend Czar. We got to know the place of Temecula very well and adapted to it.

My family moved to Texas changed how I viewed or felt about my how much family is important to me. When we first started packing for them to go to Texas they helped us pack to move too.We all had to do a lot because we had to do theirs and ours.

When I was about 11 years old I moved to Canton Michigan from Las Vegas Nevada. It was a dramatic change in my life. Not only is it quite a distance from Nevada. But there was also a different outcome that were made from the people to the weather and not being able to see my dad anymore.

Moving states has changed a perspective on me and how I feel about myself. Before I moved to Las Vegas I was living in a small town in Mexico with barely something to eat. When my mom got offered a job thousands of miles away I wasn't very interested, the thought of living my family that can barely stay together was depressing and struggled for a lot for years.

In 2009 my family and I moved from Chicago to Dubuque. I was 6 years old when we moved to Dubuque and it has really help me to be who I am today. My family and I packed up our bags and got on the road to Dubuque. The reason we moved to Dubuque was because of my dad's work. My dad works at Bodine Electric Company as an accountant. I would say it was a really emotional move but I was only six and I probably didn’t really care. When we got to Dubuque we checked into the Grand Harbor hotel/waterpark where my sister and I had some fun in the water, after that we looked at some houses and eventually chose the one I'm still living in today.

I was used to fitting in and making friends fast. Growing up as a military child, I had seen many faces and moved plenty of times. I was in the fifth grade when my dad told my family and I got the news that we were going to Alaska. Everyone in my home had different emotions, but I was actually pretty excited to see a new part of the world. We packed up our stuff and all drove to Fort Wainwright, Alaska. It was a huge difference from Colorado but I liked it. Alaska was great until it came to going to school.

Depending on how far away you have relocated from your previous home, there will probably be a whole new culture and way of life you will need to adjust to. This can include local customs such as the types of food that are popular, the music genre the locals prefer, or even a particular religion that is dominant in the area. Another major adjustment will likely be the weather, especially if you have just moved from a place where the weather was warm and sunny to an area that is commonly humid and has a large amount of rainfall. The cost of living is an aspect of relocating that you will not be able to avoid. This is something you should have had an idea of before making the decision to move to that particular area. As a result of these major changes, you will immediately begin to notice differences in your environment.

Leaving California was a giant step of getting older. My friends, family, school, hometown; all gone. 6 years old was a hard time to move away. I never thought that I would meet any new friends that were as good as the ones I had in California. Those friends were like my sisters, we shared everything together. Colorado, being 17 hours away, seemed like a whole other world. Another continent in fact. I had never been so far away from home

When I moved to New York, it was like moving to an entirely different time. It seemed as I stepped into a time machine and ended up fifty years ahead.

I’ve lived in three different states and attended six schools over the past eight years. Relocating from Texas to Michigan, and later Michigan to Georgia were big adjustments for me. I missed my friends and close relatives. However, I knew I had to make the best of my circumstances. Through these experiences, I began to learn to be more flexible, become more open-minded to different traditions, and be adventurous in different parts of the country-I played volleyball, joined a dance team, and even went skiing! At school, I also focused on excelling in my classes and challenge myself like I did when adjusting to a new town.