Change

Well my mom finally got her dream job. Massage Therapist in Corpus Christi. (any beach would of done) After 12 years of being a massage therapist, struggling with making ends meet, living with her children and relying on other to help support her, she FINALLY has the opportunity of her life. She will be moving to Corpus Feb. 1, 2009. My son and I will be moving into a smaller apartment next weekend, and he is thrilled about not having to live w/ Nana anymore. It will just be until September 1st, then I am going back to school full time to get my degree, and we will be moving in with my sister for a few months. Finally @ 37 it seems that my life is going to take shape and become something that I can be proud of.
Change, is good, but scary isn't it? Don't get me wrong, I have lived on my own a few times, but it has always scared me, and I doomed it, making me HAVE to move in with family. BUT this time, it will be different. I will be making a life change.
I have been reflecting upon my life and looking back I can see such huge mistakes. At the time of course I felt like each choice I made was the right one. Each argument I had I felt, at the time that I was in the right.
WOW! Was I ever wrong. Friendships that I let slip away due to my own selfishness, or stubbornness. Jobs that I left due to my now apparent laziness. Money that I threw away after silly things. Who knew that @ almost 38, I would finally grow up?
Change is good..... Reflections are healthy.... Life is scary....
*sigh*