My room is slowly becoming less "room-y" and instead, filled with boxes and duffel bags. I move to UNT on Monday. I think I'm ready. Today, I bought a laundry hamper and bathroom organizing stuff. Yes--I think I'm ready. Whenever my mom passes my room, she gets this sad look on her face. I think it'll be harder than I think to not see her every day. My mom and I have always been close, and I think I sometimes take our relationship for granted. I don't go out of my way to spend time with her, because I see her all the time. So, I think that being out of the house will also be good for us. I'll appreciate our time together more. It will definitely be strange to live in Denton all of the sudden, though. I've gotten pretty used to my life here in Duncanville--and now that's all about to change. I'm very used to bumping into at least a few people I know every time I go to Tom Thumb or Target. I'm used to home cooked meals every night. I'm used to church and family being near by at all times. BUT. I also like being in new places where I don't know a soul. I like figuring things out for myself. I like a challenge. Being in Europe this summer really helped me to realize that I'm capable of figuring things out for myself and that I can do well in strange and new places. It's pretty crazy showing up in another country and then trying to figure out how to take the train to where you want to go...and where to buy food...and where your hostel is...but hey, I (along with Bri), did it! So that gives me confidence that I can figure stuff out.
Denton, here I come!
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