(This article originally appeared on MomQ.org.)
My oldest daughter had lived at eight addresses by the time she started Kindergarten. That’s a lot of boxes, packing tape, and paperwork. It’s a lot of dusting off old things and a lot of finding new things (dentists and banks, and a new favorite donut shop). It’s also a lot of leaving and loss. It’s a lot of transition.
Sometimes these changes felt exciting. There was the thrill of trying something new. Because sometimes transitions are fun. There can be a sense of adventure in starting a new project, meeting new people, or even moving to a new city. We moved so much that sometimes we would leave boxes in storage for months at a time, so when we finally unpacked everything, it felt like Christmas morning.
Transition usually comes in one of two ways. We choose it, or it’s thrust upon us. Either way, when the dust settles, we are left navigating the mountain of paperwork and feelings.
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