A memory of how I felt moving into my first new home.
The Moment when Everything Changed (My home from home) by Rebecca Tomlinson
I was sitting in my room in my parents' flat, observing the layout for the very last time. When the day finally arrived, I thought this is it, I am finally flying the nest. As I walked up the stairs and approached my new abode, I felt an adrenaline of excitement running through my whole body. As I stepped through the door and looked around the rooms, I thought this is the moment where everything is going to change.
I became more and more ecstatic as my furniture and belongings were making their way up to my new home. I had to pinch myself. I never dreamed this would happen. I was planning where to put all my things and which room to put them in. It was so exciting. From the moment when I first set eyes on this place I immediately fell in love. It was love at first viewing.
Weeks later as the final boxes made it through the door, I felt nervous and happy all at the same time. As I settled into my new surroundings, I felt a sense of independence and freedom. It was so satisfying. I still missed being with my parents, but I was looking forward to what the future had in store for me.
Two and half years later I am still in the same flat and still love it just as much as when I first moved in. I would not live anywhere else it is peaceful (apart from the work commute traveling by daily), I have friendly neighbours, I'm in a local setting and most importantly, my home is just as loving as my home with my parents was.
I always know my family is never far away from me and I can visit them whenever I please. My home not only symbolises the moment my life changed, it also symbolises love, warmth, care and security to me and anyone who visits. It is a home from home.