Narrative Essay About Moving

The day I decided to move was a very emotional day. It was a day I felt that it was time for a change. I was in a place in my life where I felt like I was stuck and very unhappy. Even though I had everything that I thought would make me happy, I was not happy. I had a job, my own place a car and plenty of friends, and yet I still felt unhappy. Deciding to move was a hard decision because I was not only changing my life I was leaving friends that I had been around my whole life, 25 years to be exact. I was leaving my mother, my two brothers, my uncle and my grandmother which was all the family that I Really ever had. Once I decided to move I had to let my mother and grandmother know. Not really looking for their approval more like their blessings. I started with my mother first since she was
Pulled up to the house and to my surprise my grandmother was sitting in front of my house in her van. I hopped out of my car and right into her van. After explaining my feelings she was almost on bored. Not her blessings but she was not dead against it. I felt at that moment maybe it was meant for me to move. Cause if my grandmother would have been against it I would have not moved. Then it was to tell my only uncle who was like my father brothers, nieces, nephews, godchildren’s, and friends. That was definitely fun. NOT!!! Telling the people that I loved and knew my entire life that I was moving was the hardest thing ever. There were so many different emotions. Some was happy for me wanting to leave that place and bettering my life. Then there were others that was so hurt and did not want me to leave and some just did not believe that I was leaving. Like my best friend of 21 years at the time she did not believe. It wasn't until she came over and I had broken down all my furniture. Then she began to show her real feelings of understanding and being hurt. She understood why I was moving but hurt that I was