In about a month, more or less, I will be breaking free (keeping my fingers crossed!). As I said some posts ago, I've been meaning to do this for quite some time. I know I'm ready now. And I've reached the point where "independent living" seem like the most sensible thing to do. And even though I'm sure it would put a strain on my monthly finances, I'm pushing through with it. My parents' relocation to the province is the turning point. It's for their safety, and that's foremost on our minds. Of course, it would be impractical to still live with them, considering how far-flung their new place would be. Yet I assured them of financial support still.
This is absolutely a new chapter in my life. I've already asked friends for help in finding a "suitable" place for me. I need something comfy, clean, quiet, and one that suits my budget. I found out pads aren't that difficult to find nowadays, especially in the area I prefer. Aside from students, young professionals are also common in that side of the metropolis. Right now, I just have to confirm my parents' relocation and make sure that everything is settled so I could finally take care of my own transfer.
I actually have mixed emotions right now. Yes, I'm excited! It's about time that I make a move. On the other hand, there's this part of my heart that for sure would be longing for our house – the very same house I have lived all my life. But we sure have to face reality. In time we know we'll be asked to leave that place. And never will there be a moment when we could call that place "our own". What happened was a wake up call. And I guess it came just on time.
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