Moving Stories

“Did I mention I hate moving?” I asked my boyfriend Jack after I had carried what seemed to be my millionth box up a flight of stairs and into our new apartment. All he could do was smile and nod; he was as worn out as I was from a long day of moving. The two of us had been together for a year and a half before we decided to take the plunge and move in together, and let me say is was quite a daunting prospect. Being only...

Fate’s gift to me Fate gave a handsome gift to meOne path that was traveled only a short whileIn its splendor I can finally see That which would forever make me smile One path that was traveled only a short whileHis happiness meant more to me than mineThat which would forever make me smilesIn the pieces of a shattered heart, I found strength to shine His happiness meant more to me than mineIn the pain…doubt, loss, hopes a...

I arrived at my aunt’s Fridayevening. I had been sent here by my mother to help my aunt move into her newhouse. My aunt is the mother of three girls and she is no longer married. So Iwasn’t surprised when she asked my mother if she could borrow me for theweekend. I being 18 and pretty strong was perfect for the task. She wanted meto help her move some of her heavier items. I was looking forward to the visit,given the fact...