Actually it is the thought of moving.. for now.
I don't know how military families do it.
When i moved to America almost 10 years ago, I thought that that was one of the hardest transition and adaptation i have to do in my life by far. I had to leave my highschool friends, relatives, childhood, and memories behind. I was only 16 back then, and I felt like i just flipped a new book in my life.
Since then, moving from house to house seemed a little easier. I guess it was because we did it as a team, as a family. Looking back, it was actually a blur of how we were able to move all our stuff from our old house to the one we have right now. It was like magic!
Then i had to grow up and move out of my parent's house. Now, I have to do the moving mostly on my own. I thought that I was going to stay in my first apartment for a long time. But a year later today, here i am, at my wits end trying to find a cheap, decent new home.
As we grow, our needs grow as well. Expectations changed and we have to keep on moving forward.
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