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| my mom, my mentor, my best friend |
everyone has to grow up eventually. i just never thought that it would happen this soon. here i am, moving to salt lake, and leaving the home and comfort that i have always known. although i am only moving 40 minutes away, i feel as if i am moving to another country. and thinking about it, i have come to realize that i dont know how to do much on my own. i still dont know which laundry basket to put my clothes in to. i am always having to call my mom into the laundry room to tell me that yes, blue jeans are a dark, and that pinks go with reds, not in the white basket. i am also trying to accept the fact that i am going to be eating a lot of top ramen and cereal. and no longer the delicious meals that my mom has made for me pretty much every night for last 18 years. i will no longer be spoiled, and am certainly going to be roughing it, in comparison to what i have now. but i guess that there is a time and a place to finally grow up, and this is my turn.
