Four days from now, I’ll get in my car and drive to my new home in the desert. I’m moving to Phoenix, Arizona. Having lived in Dallas, Texas for the past five years, I’m anxious to live somewhere beautiful. In Phoenix there are mountains everywhere. The sunsets are amazing. The air is crisp. The sun always shines. It’s where I am meant to be.

Even though I’m anxious to go, I’m also sad. I’m sad about all that I have to leave in Texas. Living farther from my family will be the heardest thing to adjust to. I don’t like knowing I won’t be able to walk across the house and see my sister. I can’t imagine what it will be like when I can’t drive to my parents’ house in 5 minutes. Being away from them will be lonely. Yet, I know in time I will find friends who will help me make Phoenix home. I know my family will visit. I know I’ll adjust.

Change is good and yet it’s so hard. Only four more days.