Moving is something that everyone will eventually have to go through, whether they want to or not. This past summer my family and I moved from the house that we lived in for 17 years, the house that I grew up in. I loved that house and everything about it. Everyone reacts to change differently; I absolutely hate change, so as you can imagine, moving was very hard for me to do.
Moving from your childhood house is extremely sad. Leaving your memories, your room, your neighbors you grew up with that are basically family — it’s not fun. No one wants to willingly leave their house, even if they’ve been there for their entire life.
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We moved because my parents wanted an “upgrade,” or so they said. Throughout the whole moving process, they had five things they wanted in our new house, and if a house we looked at didn’t have some of those necessities then that specific house was out. The realtor was a family friend, so of course she was on my parent’s side for everything, which I did not like. Therefore, to stand my ground on not wanting to move, I would always make it very clear whenever I didn’t like a house.
Moving was stressful. Trying to make time between my summer jobs, getting everything packed, and always having to be out of my house because of the numerous showings was not ideal. For a while I thought about how I could sabotage the showings, but after a while I realized that no matter how hard I tried, we were still moving. When everything was packed in boxes, however, I will admit that a huge weight was lifted from my shoulders.
We officially moved out of our home on July 14th, which meant saying goodbye to our Apple Valley house. We moved to Eagan, MN, which for us was about seven miles away. Even though we were in the same area, everything was back in Apple Valley: our friends, the nearest Target, everything. For a while it was hard trying to remember how to get to certain places or even which street to turn on to get back to the new house, but after a few days remembering where to turn was like second nature.
I hated the house we moved into at first (sorry mom and dad), but since we’ve painted the walls and hung our pictures it has definitely become more homey. I’m still a little unhappy about moving, but now that everything is in its place and put away the house is growing on me. My parents were both so happy when we officially moved in, and knowing that they’re happy with their decision makes me happy.
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Moving isn’t fun. But what I learned throughout this whole process is that it will be all right, and in the end it was all right. Yeah, moving is scary, and moving from your childhood home is pretty much heartbreaking, but the experiences and new memories that you will make are going to be so worth it. We’ve been in our new house for just over two months now and in that time we’ve made new memories that we’ll be able to cherish for years to come.