The Change.

I don't know what to write about today, but reading Sid's post made me realize that this month also culminate my one year stay in this new apartment, in this neighborhood. It was a year ago today that me and the kids had moved in this house, we now consider our home.

Of course it wasn't easy as I have become accustomed to the sound and sights that is unique to my old house. The crowing of the cocks, the chiming of the clock in the living room, the sound of the front door slamming as one enters or leaves the house, the familiar sight of the things in my room when I wake up in the morning... etc.

It was a mix of excitement and apprehension as I do not know what lies ahead when I decided to make that step of moving to another place. I don't mind that I am moving to a smaller house, to a smaller subdivision and to a strange community I would try to fit in. It was a change I want. A change I need. For me it was the chance to start afresh, get rid of the past.

It was a whole new set of challenges. Yes "challenges" sounds optimistic rather than "issues or problems" as I was trying to look forward; getting a new kitchen, new broadband provider, new cable line, new couch and dining table. Yes I have to buy a lot of new stuff since I had sold all my furniture because they are too big and will not fit in this tiny apartment.

But the real challenge is getting the kids to school as we relocated far from their school. It took an hour a bit, on a good day, to get to their school. On a bad day, an hour and half. On a really bad day, two hours. And it just continue to get worse, as the volume on the roads has gradually increased and the road works are falling ever further behind. They just have to adjust, putting an hour early of bedtime so they can wake up early and beat the traffic.

So here we are now one year after. The place isn't a mess anymore. Boxes had been unpacked, rooms are done... and we have fit in. A new set of keys. A change.