This weekend I have been focused on packing and moving my things from my childhood room into my first non-college campus apartment. This is a big change that I have been excited for for so long, but I would be lying if I said it was all fun and easy. For my readers who don't know, I am getting married in the next few months, which has meant a LOT of big life changes. All super exciting. But I as I look around at my slightly over half-packed room, I can not help but feel that sentimental nostalgia of leaving a place with finality. Obviously, this house will still be here and this room will still exist, but my items, decorations, and memories will be boxed up and moved to the next place, or the next person who picks up my donations from Goodwill.
I know I am beyond blessed to have this new chapter of my life opening up, and I am so excited to be married to the love of my life when I start it. But there are a lot of flashbacks to little me thinking about what this aspect of my life would look like. It is all so bittersweet.
Maybe I am just overly sentimental towards every little thing, but I can not help but reminisce about the person who grew in this space. And how different that person is compared to the person moving out of it. When I moved here in middle school, I had no idea how I was going to make the space mine. But I did. I did my homework at my desk. Graduated high school while sitting on my bed (thanks, covid). Began college in this room (again, thank you, covid). I went from an immature high schooler trying to figure out why my friend group had drama to a college grad when I came back.
My most formative and life-changing years happened while I was in this room, and I think the growing pains of changing spaces are natural. I am also sure that once I get the key to the apartment, I will be writing about all the creative ways to decorate with the space I have. But right now, in a very short post. I want to look back at all the progress I have made in this room. And how, even with as sentimental as I am, it is just a room. I am the one who grew, changed, accomplished, and worked to better myself to the person I am now. And I am so excited to see what the next journey will look like.
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