It all started June 18th when my dad left to go to a job interview. This job interview wasn’t only on my birthday, but it was also 10 hours away in the town of Saint Joseph. A couple of weeks later we found out the he got the job and he started on July 25th. Little did my 10 year old self know, but this one little thing would change the rest of my life forever.
Next thing I knew it was July 18th moving day. In the course of a month I had to move away from all of my friends, my newfound family, and my home. We arrive in Saint Joseph, a city unlike anywhere I have ever lived. A city with lots of lights, rude people, and crazy drivers. I was used to a small town with farmers, a place where you know everyone, and quiet. Moving to Saint Joseph
Next thing I knew it was July 18th moving day. In the course of a month I had to move away from all of my friends, my newfound family, and my home. We arrive in Saint Joseph, a city unlike anywhere I have ever lived. A city with lots of lights, rude people, and crazy drivers. I was used to a small town with farmers, a place where you know everyone, and quiet. Moving to Saint Joseph