Tomorrow I am moving to Berkeley California.
It’s such a simple sentence in form. It’s seven words long. It has a subject and a verb. There’s nothing complex about it. And yet this one sentence carries so much weight: the tears spilled on my mom’s shoulder as I hugged her good-bye, the look on my dad’s face as he waved to me from the door. It encompasses the impending distance between myself and the wonderful beings I call my friends, the thousands of memories left behind within the walls of my childhood room, all the laughter and growth and love that I’ve been so fortunate to have experienced. It possesses the strength and courage that it took to leave what I know behind in exchange for the adventure of meeting new people and discovering new passions, the promise and excitement of a new life.
Seven simple words can hold so much.
Wish me luck.