Knock knock!

I turn around from finishing up packing my clothes into boxes and respond “Come in.” Peter, my younger brother opens my bedroom door, walks in, and takes a slow look around my room which has boxes that have been taped up. I can hear him sniffling as he looks around and when he lifts his eyes to look at my face; I see that his eyes are puffy and his nose is runny. I grab a tissue and hold it out to him, he takes it and rubs his nose with it.

He walks up to me and I wrap my arms around him as he whispers to me “One more day then you’ll be Mrs. Chavez and moving to Nevada which is so far from Indiana. I am going to miss you so much, Addy.” I hug him tighter and kiss him on the forehead, he puts his head onto my chest. I remind him that even though I am moving across the country after I get married he is still my little brother whom I love and nothing will ever change that.

Another knock at my door interrupts us and I respond “Come in.” The door opens, and my dad walks in and wraps his arms around us both. I look at both of them and my voice breaks as I thank them for always being here for me and that I love them both. We stand embracing for a while, and I think about all the memories I have made in this house over the last 25 years from my junior prom to learning how to ride a bike when I was 6. It’s not easy leaving the only place you have known for so long.

We break apart and my dad asks me if I finished packing. I admit that most of my stuff is packed except for my books and stuff in my bathroom. They both offer to help and my books and the stuff in my bathroom get packed up in the blink of an eye.

We walk out of my bedroom and into the living room where the clock on the wall says it’s 720pm. Peter turns to us and shouts, “It’s dinner time, what do you guys want to eat?” I mumble to myself “Oh no, this is going to take forever since we never seem to agree on what to have for dinner.”