With the new near, I closed one chapter and opened a new one. On the second of January, I made the eight and half hour drive from Kansas City to Denver. I said goodbye to my old life in Kansas and said hello to my new life in Denver. Getting to Denver wasn’t easy, and there were a few times I almost gave up. The hardest things in life are things worth doing. I’ve been in Denver now for about a month and I love it. For the first time in my life, I feel like where I belong and that I’m on the right path. In 2021 I went from being stuck, unhappy, searching for a purpose to someone who’s happy and excited about life.

My February wasn’t all that exciting. I spent most of it packing, carrying things up four flights of stairs, unpacking, and setting up my new apartment. My mom and dad were kind enough to drive down from Michigan and help me out with my move. They were both a big help. There was one set back, I ended up dropping something on my foot and ending up having to go to the ER. Luckily, I didn’t break or fracture my foot, but I did end up in a boot with crutches. I was worried that my move was going to take longer than anticipated, but my dad came through.