As I send pictures to my aunt of the furniture that I cannot take with me, I am choked up. I’m excited about this new venture, I’m grateful for how everything is aligning the way it is meant to, but I can’t deny that this move is still bringing a tear to my eye. I was trying to hide it, even from myself, I was trying to deny any sadness towards this move, but it’s very apparent. I must feel these emotions so that I can move past them. As I’m sending these pictures to my aunt, I am proud of myself. I’ve accumulated some nice things and I have made a nice home for myself and my son (I almost wish I would have taken a picture). I see how much I’ve accomplished and I think that’s where the tears are coming from. I have worked so hard to provide this home for my son and it took so long doing it, and now I’m letting it all go. It sounds crazy to most people, but I know that in order to make room for new, I must release the old. I must release the emotions tied to this house, I must release the bad memories tied to this house. I must understand that I should be proud of myself for everything I have done and at the same time I should know that the universe will provide for me as needed. I have such a creative flair that getting rid of my art may be one of the hardest things to do because it all meant something at one moment in time. I have such a creative flair that it seems unnatural to me to move into a place that’s already furnished, but there’s that voice I always tell you to listen to, telling me ‘it’s only temporary, you will have your opportunity to customize your own place again and it will be even better.’ I am having faith in that voice because every time I do, miracles occur. Every time I listen to my guidance no matter how far fetched the idea seems, I move to another level, I move in the direction that I have only dreamed I would move. Once again, I am listening to this voice of mine, my future self, my higher self, my soul, I will listen. I’m literally leaving everything behind except our clothes, some art, my son's movies, trophies, memories, and a few essentials, other than that, I must rid myself of it. I still can’t believe this is real, I still can’t believe that I have come this far all because I chose to let go of control. I want to be an example, an inspiration, and proof that our own plans are nothing compared to the plan the universe, our creator, God, has for us. I want to show you that letting go of your own plans and your own expectations of how life should be will take you to places that you never imagined.