Moving On-Grieving What Was and Embracing What Will Be - Chronically Whole
Growing up, moving was a semiannual occurrence. Sometimes the news of our impending relocation was crushing. Perhaps, my latest love interest had just professed his affection, or I had secured the lead role in the school play (this was never the case for me, but once was for my older brother.) Other times, a move was welcome news, a reprieve