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When we moved into our current neighborhood we lucked into having some really great neighbors. We hung out in the backyard and went on trips together. Four years later I found myself the only one remaining. I still stay in contact with the others but I recognize that change occurred. I’m not as close with the neighbors that have moved in and that’s fine. I’ve adjusted and I still hang out with others I know.

I think a lot of that acceptance comes from being an army brat. I moved around every six months to three years. It was a pain in the ass but it did teach me lessons like this and allowed me to get a better understanding of our world.