Packing My Bags for the 12th Time

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The For Sale Sign in AZ

"Kids please come here," my parents said to my two brothers and I.  Once we sat down the news that destroyed my childhood come forth.
"We are moving again.  This time it's to New Jersey on the east coast," my dad said calmly.
"Oh and we are sorry Kelsey the moving date is your ninth birthday," my mom added.
I sat still for a few moments in shock then I screamed, "Why do you want to ruin our lives."  I ran out of our living room to my bedroom and slammed the door and thought to myself. 'This is our twelfth move, time to start packing my bags again.'

Temporary Room in New Jersey

Most kids grow up in one house for their whole childhood. Well lucky for me I'm not most kids. In 2005 my family and I began to pack all our stuff into as few boxes as possible and move across the United States. My parents explained to us that our house in New Jersey wasn't built yet for us to live in it so we had to stay in an apartment until it was ready. Most of our belongs were going into storage and we only kept the essentials.

Room In Arizona

After moving around so much as a kid I got used to all the brown moving boxes that permanently inhabited my house. This was the twelve time moving and we didn't even move into the whole we currently live in now. My parents dragged my brothers and I across country to live in a tiny three bedroom and one bathroom apartment. The day they chose to do this also happened to be my ninth birthday.

This move also caused me to give up my friends, my bunk bed, my desk (the movers broke it), a ninth birthday party, swim team, Sonic, and Texas Roadhouse. Some of the things I lost I eventually regained after a few years but it was still hard. I loved living in Arizona and I knew that this move would separate me from my childhood friends forever. I was angry about the whole idea of moving again but by now I was used to it.

My emotions about moving

Boxes filled the apartment and the only thing to do was unpack to then repack them in a few months. The move across country wasn't the worst part until school started. I went to a local public elementary school as I started fourth grade. From the very first day I earned the nickname 'four eyed brace face new girl.'  I didn't say a word to these kids but my looks and my clothes that were not name brand like theirs earned me torment for the next two years.  I had only live in New Jersey for a few months but I already wanted to move away even if it meant across country again.

Life Lesson #3: No matter how many times you move packing  and leaving a part of your life behind doesn't get easier.

Canyons, Forest, Deserts, and Dams

The Grand Canyon

The thoughtful pose of me looking out into creation would be one of the last things to visit in Arizona. The moment I looked out and 

saw the Grand Canyon I knew there was for sure no way that this earth was created by accident. The very idea of this huge canyon happening because of pure coincidence is hard for me to believe. 

The Canyon itself is unique with the different layers of color because of erosion. There is a river that runs at the base of the canyon that goes for 277 miles. The Grand Canyon is up to 18 miles wide and a mile deep.  Common sense tells us that if you were to fall you would be a goner.

This trip was the first of my goodbyes to the state of Arizona and its people. The Grand Canyon is a prized tourist destination for people from around the world but to the natives is was a treasured piece of history. The picture on the left hand side is of me and my dad in front of the beautiful landscape.

Seeing one of the Seven Wonders of The World is not an ordinary experience it really takes you breath away. Even though I will always be smaller then most things in nature I'm still more important. Saying goodbye was hard but leaving this view was harder.

The Petrified Forest

The Petrified Forest is not filled with your usually greenery. The same weekend we ventured there to see another amazing place that could only be explained by God. The trees were no longer the ones you find in your backyard or at you neighborhood park. No instead they were petrified wood and became like rocks.


These two pictures show what the trees turned into over time. They created interesting shapes and even fossilized things. This place is amazing and pictures don't do it justice. Touching a tree that now looks like a rock is something the internet can't give you.






The Painted Dessert
Our next stop was to the painted dessert. Much like the Grand Canyon it was colorful and included many different layers of dirt. This area originally got it's name because when an explorer came upon this land he say the colors of the sunset in the hills. 

The whole trip was filled with amazement an color. Leaving a place like this was never going to be easy. The hills are made up of many different kinds of dirt causing the many different color variations.





The Hoover Dam
The final destination on our goodbye tour to Arizona was the Hoover Dam. It was once know as the Boulder Dam. It is a concrete arch-gravity design in the Black Canyon. The Dam sits on the Colorado River on the border of Arizona and Nevada.

Now, in this picture on the left hand side shows me and my two brothers along with my mom.  But, if you look behind us there is something much more interesting.  The tour guide told us to look at how there is that whiter area on the cliffs close to the water.  That line shows us where the water usually is.  But like most dessert areas drought occurs.



Throughout that whole goodbye tour with my family I saw wondrous things. Places that pictures don't do justice, especially if they were taken back in 2005. Each place has unique things about it.  Tune in next week to find out where I'll go next and what I'll learn along the way.  

Fun Fact # 1: Arizona is a place where if it's a clear day you can see landscape features from about 100 miles away.

Life Lesson #2: You will always be smaller than the world but you are more important to God then all of it combined together.

The First Adventure!

As I steeped onto an airplane for the very first time my heart skipped a beat.  Excitement showed on my face as well as worry.  I was only four and this was the biggest moment in my life, my first adventure!  

As I walked down the path to my seat my  blonde curls bounced.  My parents sat around me to make sure I was comfortable.  I looked out the window in amazement as we took off.  My stomach slowly rose up to my chest.  I grabbed the arm rests to calm down.  My breathing slowed as I looked out the ovular window for the second time and saw the white puffy clouds I only dreamed of touching.  I was flying above the ground and I was completely free. 


Adventure started for me on my forth birthday as I moved from my home in Minnesota, the only place I knew, to a whole new world in Arizona. Arizona became my new home, and I traded my snow boots for tank-tops.  

Life in Arizona was peaceful and warmer then I was used to.  In the mornings the sun would rise from the East at the peak of one of the mountains that surrounded the valley I lived in.  My first move and first adventure occurred at age four and I haven't stopped since.