When i went on the Trek in Martins's Cove, my "Pa" sometimes had to put his hand on my back i remind me to keep moving forward...
When i moved i kept looking back, but slowly i have stopped looking back and looked toward my future. I still have the memories with my old friends but i have to move on and make new ones here. Like i once stated in Girls Scouts "make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold". I have started looking at moving here as a blessing in apposed to bad luck... I have started to feel more comfortable with and around my new friends, starting relationships that i hope will last forever.
One of the hardest thing was leaving my family. I have a very large family and lots of them I saw very often. Like at least once a week. And even though my dad lived five hours away my sister Amanda and I visited him every few months. I also have two little cousins, both six, that I love with all my heart, Jordan and Lexi. Jordan is adopted, but has been a part of my family for 4 years, I think. Any ways he has some disabilities, and every time you go some where, even if it is some where in the same room, he asks "where are you going". This is because when he was in foster care he had LOTS of different family, so when he started to become attached he would go to a new home. So me moving was hard because we are very close, and he may have felt i was leaving him. Then there is Lexi, for the first 3 weeks after i moved she would call me to tell me she missed me and loves me, and her mom would tell me she had been crying because she missed me. Another cousin of mine is my cousin Kaylyn, she is 15!! We are extremely close, and currently text ALL the time, we are bestest friends! We would have sleep overs and just everything. So as you can most likely tell i am very close to my cousins. We all are, family reunions are CRAZY!!!
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| Mckrola cousins |
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| Jordan |
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| Lexi |
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| My dad and I |
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| Kaylyn and I |
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