Pack it up, put it in, back where we belong

Packing sucks!

However, spending hours of quality time by myself has allowed me to realize a few things. For one, I realized that I moved in here the weekend that Kian graduated. I will be moving out the weekend that Kelcey graduates (in like three days). It seems a bit ironic.

I also realize that when we are left to our own devices, we always seem to find a way to figure it out. We do what we must.

Three years ago there was a dramatic shift in my life. It is what brought me here. I moved in here when Josh and I broke up. Packing sucked then, too. But, I left most everything there and just started over again. I sit here with boxes piled around me thinking about what's happened over the last several years and I realize this new dramatic shift in my life comes at a perfect time. Is is coincidental that it happened during the year that I vowed to make grand? Maybe. Or, maybe it is because I have let go of the past and am finally, finally embracing the future.

This time I am not leaving everything, but it does seem like I am starting all over again. I am amazed at how things have changed and continue to change, how I feel nothing yet everything all at the same time.

"Pack it up, put it in, back where we belong spend a little time before the time is gone.
Set it up, take it down, you know the world keeps spinning 'round.
Everything, yeah everything has its place."

I think I'm finally finding mine :)