Finally alone. A new journey ahead.
When big changes start happening everything seem to fall like confetti from the ski. I moved all the big stuff yesterday. The house kinda feels like a home except for not my home. I feel a little a stranger in the new place. I do not know where to put anything. I do not know where I belong here. I walked out of my home yesterday feeling a sense of joy and exitement about a new start; yet a longing to stay where I am. Avoid all change and all possible pain. I already have enough pain right? I am setting myself up for more? I am in love with the idea that I am able to move forward with Cancer being just a part of my life. Not my entire life surrounded by the rest of the world.