I’ve moved to Wilmington and have pretty much adjusted myself to my ‘new home’. I’ve been here for almost a month now, with a few travels back home here and there, and have thoroughly faced a whole other world I never expected.
This is what happens when you literally watch WAY too many movies. This new section on the blog will entail my ‘single living’ stories, and all the things I face on a day-to-day basis while I live literally just two-hours away from home for the very first time.
Its been a strange, sudden, and crazy transition for me…but probably one of the best. Being quite an independent individual when it comes to handling multiple ‘things to do’ and jobs, I totally forgot all the things someone has to do when it comes to ‘living alone’. And they are just about the most simplest things that my mom has surely taught me, but I have taken so much advantage of. The fact that for twenty-one years my mom fed me, did or reminded me to do laundry, and all the other mom things that they do.
But then I’ve been thinking, I’m pretty self sufficient because I know how to do all these things and can deal with doing them. So what’s the problem? Why does it feel like there is a really small percentage of emptiness around me?
Back home (Raleigh) I always text my mom and keep her updated about where I am in town or what I’m doing, even if she’s downstairs and I’m upstairs in bed. And not because she’s my mom, but just because of the relationship we both hold. Today after work I sent her one of those updated texts out of habit and realized when I got home (Wilmington) that I’m not in Raleigh (insert monkey emoji covering its eyes)… I wasn’t saddened though, I just thought it was a bit funny that we usually just get so used to a certain routine in our lives and parting away from it to attach ourselves to a new one is seriously so strange.
As much as I am a ‘care free’ person and totally see myself traveling all around the world one day and not missing much of home (Raleigh) the only thing I would and do ever miss is my mom. We’re so inseparable, and to me its one of the best relationships I have with someone. So mom this first ‘Single Living’ post is for you and a huge thanks for raising me to be independent enough to not just be a good human being to people, but to also suck it up and do dishes, laundry and cook…