Narrative Essay About Family Moving

I can call it tradition for my family to move every couple of years, for I have moved four times in my life. I started the journey of life in Missouri, continued it in Tennessee where I learned to walk, South Dakota where I started my basketball career, into Ohio where I spent fifth, sixth, seventh grade, and now in Minnesota for the rest of my high school career. I can still remember that day, if you ask me. I thought my world was coming to a blazing end. It was an unnormally cold afternoon in Ohio, this kind of weather was familiar to me because I lived in South Dakota. Actually, it was a coincidence; since this is the type of weather I would have to get used to again. After all I was going up north moving to Minnesota.

My parents called a family meeting. I could feel the nervousness setting in as I threw myself onto the couch feeling my body sink into the cushions. It was about six months in advance my parents gingerly told my brother and I that we would be moving to Minnesota. At first I could not believe them. I felt sick to my stomach, but after a few minutes I realized that they were serious. Multiple questions invaded my my mind. Why are we moving?
At first it is difficult and annoying, but after a while you get used to change. I have realized that change is for the good, and my parents moved so I could have more opportunities whether it be for basketball or my education. It has made me more self confident, outgoing, and independent. I try to take on the little challenges life throws my way, but we do not live in a fairy tale. Not every change is for the good, but that experience will make you stronger. Even though change can be hard at the moment, I feel that it always benefits you in the long run. Once you get used to adversity, you will end up changing you life somehow in ways that are barely noticeable. Even if it is just changing how the furniture is laid out in your living room, your are changing your