My whole life I’ve always had stability. I grew up in the same town, we lived in the same home, we never changed schools other then from middle to high, we had this stability and most people would have loved that. But I constantly found myself longing for changed.
When my mom was growing up, she moved around, a lot. She went to so many schools, and lived in different places that when she had kids, she didn’t want to put them threw that. Which I understand.
Now I’m 22 years old and I have such a longing to move, to see different things, embrace change. I’ve always wanted to explore, move, change but because I was so rootted I never got very far. But now as an adult, I can do those things. It’s something I think about a lot. Change. How do you handle change? Can I had change? Truthfully, I have no damn idea because I haven’t had much change. I may no longer live with my mom but I didn’t move far.
My whole life, I was always jealous of the kids whose parents moved them around, jealous of the kids who got to see different places I didn’t. I always had this wunderlust to me. I’ve always craved it. To be some where different.
Texas is home. It’ll always be home, Dallas, Fort Worth, it’s home. I’m a native North Texas women but I feel like a fish out of water. I feel like I’m not getting the most out of my youth. I’m 22 years old and I’m defiantly not getting younger. So maybe soon, I’ll start exploring. No, not maybe. I will.
Love, Megan Anne
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