I'm going to miss my house.
I got back from Florida the other day to find out that this upcoming Friday i will be completely moved out of the only house i have ever lived in. I will really miss my house. We finally just got it nice and now were moving.
I will be in walking distance to the school and could go and see mike any time but my home is my home and I'll miss it.
My room is a disaster mostly clothes and papers everywhere since I'm packing crap. I loath packing.
Edit:
i found a letter from my mother in 2006 that she wrote to me. It says how she will always love me and is blessed t have me as her daughter and is sorry for no remembering cards for holidays. I think i got upset cause she completely forgot valentines day. I didn't want a card, just for her to say "happy valentines day" its upsetting when people forget things. Needless to say, re reading her letter made me cry.