The Journey Home Series: Finding Forever

“Ro can you please come down we need to talk” I hear my mother yell from downstairs. I looked around my room that I’ve only been living in for eight months, I am from a military family so we move around quite often. We’ve never stayed in a place long enough for my family and I to call it home. I wish I understood what it was like to grow up in a place and have friends that I’ve known longer than a few months, but instead I have many acquaintances that by the time I’m at the next city they don’t remember my name. I walk out of my room and head downstairs looking over all the boxes and empty walls on my way to the kitchen. My mom is standing in the kitchen with her long blonde hair pulled up into a messy bun, she’s filling out some sort of paperwork and drinking coffee. When I walk around the corner she looks up at me and gives me a sad smile. “Hey girly, how is packing going?” She says, while going back to doing her paperwork. “Oh you know, just like every other time I’ve done

I have lived in Wimberley my whole life and went to school here since preschool. Let’s just say I know everyone and everything in this town. That’s until I am on my way home and see moving trucks driving on my road, when I first saw them, I was a little worried they were at my house. I go to check it out and see that someone is finally moving into the Williams house, they moved away a years ago, there’s been lots of people looking at that house but never actually bought until now. As I'm watching I see moving guys start unloading the items in the back of the truck when a vehicle drives by me as well, I watch it park in the driveway of the Williams house. A woman in her early 40’s gets out of a dark SUV, she has mid back length blonde hair, and she is wearing loose jeans and a loose t-shirt, she must be a mom. The woman goes over to the mover guys and starts talking to them like she knows them very well. As I’m watching her a dark gray truck drives by slowly and pulls in the driv

Bett and I driving around would have been nice if we weren’t just stuck in the vehicle for hours, but mom doesn’t normally ask for time to herself, so we are sucking it up and driving around until the pizza is ready to be picked up. It’s about a four-minute drive until we are in town and you can already tell it’s a small town where everyone knows each other. There are people walking on the sidewalk in front of all the old shops or building they stop and talk to each person they walk by. I try to ignore the envy that comes up when I think about how I wish I could be one of those people being stopped to ask about my family or how school was going but it won’t ever be me, by the time this town learns my name we are going to be moving away from it. “What do you think is going on with mom” Barrett asks me to take me out of the trance I was in. “I don’t know, she’s not normally like this, she never pushes us to leave especially only a few hours of even being at the new house” I say as I