“You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone.” Who came up with that saying, anyway?

I never realized how true this saying was until just recently. The first time it really hit me was when I moved out of my parents house two months ago. Something I couldn’t wait for since the day I had started college. What I thought was going to be the most exciting thing, ended up being something very heart breaking for me. The first night in my apartment brought so many tears, and all I wanted was to go back to what I knew as home; back with my parents, who I no longer viewed as annoying. I loved them more than I ever knew I could love them. I spent years looking forward to the day I was going to move out, just to get to that first day in my long awaited apartment, where I felt like 4 year old me, lost at Disneyland, crying because I just wanted my parents. (That actually did happen when I was 4.)

Currently, that saying is starting to reside in my head once again, but for a different reason this time. Which is the reason for this blog post. We all get used to a routine for so long, and begin to wish for something different, a change, only to find that we were were happy with the way things were, and what we had in the first place.