small changes can lead to big differences.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Another Closing Chapter.

I won't lie. I am so emotional when it comes to "moving on". When I moved out of my parent's house, I cried for days. I was 21 and living an hour away in a city where I barely knew anyone. I didn't even know how to work the busses. I missed my dogs, my bed, my room, my backyard.. everything. When I moved into my second apartment, I wasn't really leaving too much behind. I had the same roommate, the same stuff, just a better place.

Now in three weeks (which will go by extremely fast)  I will be leaving more behind. My roommate is moving to Wisconsin, I'm leaving the city (if only for 3 months) and everything I've come accustomed to over the past 2 years. No more busses, no more el, no more biking with ease. Hello, suburbia.

I'm technically moving back home. I'll actually be staying at Juli's place for the month of June (still in Chicago) and in July, I'll be backpacking through central america. I'm not planning too much out for when I get back, but I know (or at least I hope) I can figure out a way back to Logan Square. It won't be the same, though. and I know that when I leave this apartment & my roommate, I will be so sad.

For a small moment in time when these things happen, I feel miserable. I feel depressed and sad and I long for the year before when we didn't know what the future would bring. I miss the very bedroom I have grown to despise (because it's the size of a closet) and I think that nothing will ever be the same.

But, with everything, it passes. I miss it for awhile, I miss the routine, but things always get better. I'm moving & traveling because it's what I want to do and it's a great opportunity. I plan on coming back to Logan Square (because I can't imagine living anywhere else in the city) and I know that I'll jump right back into a routine - probably a better one.


  1. Good luck Marj! It will be exciting going all over. im super jealous! When you get back you will have us all still here waiting for you! Reading this made me think back to when I first moved out of my parents house and how sad it was and then realizing I have moved at least 10 times that i can think of and to 4 different states. wow! life is one hellof ride!

  2. thanks Kayle!! I'm glad we've kept in touch over the years. life really is a crazy ride. If it's not, then you're doin something wrong! haha.