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It was on a cold day in January, 2015 when I thought my whole world was going to be flipped upside down. We were living at my grandmother’s house at the time, and in the back of my mind I knew that we were going to move into our own house because that was the plan ever since we sold our old house. With this in mind, I still remember how I felt when my parents came home one night and said, “Our offer on a house was accepted and that we were moving at the end of summer.” I visited this house with them before, but we visited many houses over the past couple years so it sort of came as shock that everything was official. Living at my grandmother’s house was not ideal and it was no walk in the park so I was happy that I was going to have a place my family could call our own again. Although I was excited, I was also nervous and scared because the house is located 45 minutes away from where we currently live. That meant I was going to leave my friends and family and basically everything I’ve ever known. Seven months have passed, meaning that it was finally time to get everything together and move. I was very reluctant to pack all of my belongings once again, even more so now because of the distance I will be traveling. I found cleaning out my closet the most dreadful task because it became more of an abyss of random objects than a space to hang my clothes and place organized storage. Finding things I didn’t even know I owned was kind of interesting and finding things I have been

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