Well - here I sit - on the edge to a new part of my life. Maybe it isn't a coincidence that I also turned 30 just this past month? Some find such milestones to be depressing - whereas I find it as an opportunity to start a new chapter in my life; and I am. It seems very odd packing up the place I've called home for the last 7 years. This is the place where I finally spread my wings and left "the nest". This is the place where I experienced life as a single white female (isn't that a movie?) and enjoyed the best days of my 20's living with my best friend, Kelly, enjoying parties, days playing hookie from work, days crying on each others shoulder when men would disrupt our lives, days when we were actually sick and had to nurse each other back to health, and of course those days of drinking late at night and talking on the phone - or IMing with some strangers and letting them think they were having cyber sex with some hot young female. (HAHAH - that WAS fun!). These walls also witnessed my marriage - and its subsequent crumble. In the end - I found ultimate happiness here. This is my home. In the coming days I will be packing these memories away in cardboard and moving them to another set of walls to make new memories. Its amazing how I find myself accepting change so easily - but then I shed quiet tears at the same time. I look forward to my new future - as I reluctantly look back at the past.