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NATALIE COTTRILL
St Petersburg Florida
Graduating high school in in in Spring 2018
A u u u y white ru ed ed comforter adorned with periwinkle blue pillows lay upon my rst ‘big girl’ bed - - a
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delicate iron trundle - - ready and waiting for play dates and sleepovers My white cabinets lovingly rescued from the thrift store and painted sparkly white hold up my revered 15-inch pink Disney Princess TV Two porcelain bunny lamps with with lampshades handcrafted by my mom with with faux pink daisy blossoms light up the the room and make this truly the the most comfortable place on on earth Our spacious 1970’s ranch style house sits in front of our large pool and saltwater canal leading to the beautiful waters of Tampa Bay Florida
This is is is my my rst home and all is is is right in my my world This is is where I planned to celebrate every every birthday and open every every Christmas present in front of a
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grand tree This is is is where I dreamt about meeting my high school dream date at at the front door and looked forward to sharing my my secrets with my my dearest neighborhood best friend But plans change And it’s really hard to understand that especially when you are only seven years old Several small family family and and nancial alterations later my family family and and I entered a
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whole new world - a
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journey of ve houses in six years We moved into our house on March 3
2000 - the exact same day that I I was born To say I I had a
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close connection with this house would be truly an understatement I thrived with my two older brothers happily married parents and neighbors through the late night swims and early morning tantrums Eventually though as often times good things do the the happier times started to drift drift away And the the drifting led to a
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dreaded announcement My parents were getting a
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divorce It’s amazing how much much one word word the “D” word word can pretty much much decide the rank on your family’s happiness scale My parents’ split not only divided divided our family but soon divided divided my close love for my my rst rst relationship - my my rst rst house house Leaving this house house meant leaving our beautifully remodeled French Country kitchen our bathroom that ABC’s Good Morning America renovated on live television and my my neighbors that soon became my my best friends Going to an unknown place this marked the start of a
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journey that I was in no way prepared for Last looks were were taken in and and tearful goodbyes were were said and and the white comforter and bunny lamps made their way to to a
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new place to to call ‘home ’ My 7-year-old self quickly pushed my worries aside - - - and focused on what moving really meant to to me me - - getting to to re-decorate my room! My lime green painted walls eventually were nished accenting my my new peace sign pillows atop my my same white comforter The room was my newest dream come true I would’ve been okay with staying there forever however rising rental prices and nancial issues had a
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di erent idea My mom was already working four jobs to to try to to make ends meet and a
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rent increase of an an additional $400 per month quickly sent us - - mom brothers and me - - searching for somewhere new Four years in a
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somewhat happy home seemed to move by fairly quickly and and lime green memories soon turned to grey both in color and and in in in mood We moved into a
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2-bedroom place housing 5 people now including my brother’s girlfriend not too far down the the road My small sense of ‘independence’ from my past two houses quickly deteriorated as I moved my my my belongings into my my my tiny shared room with my my my mom My new teenage attitude quickly tempted me through the frequent arguments the the the lack of space and my messy brothers but at the the the same time opened my my eyes a
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bit As I I stood in the midst of my my small house I I found that maybe everything wasn’t so bad I attempted to look at at at the brighter sides of the the the situation rather than the the the darker ones Two years of optimism (and being told we could live there for at least 8
years) were quickly met with a
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landlord’s abrupt phone call A request for the owner’s family to take over our new and settled abode had to to be met immediately Given 30 days notice to to nd a
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new rental amidst our very challenging economic issues I could hear “No please no ” as as my mom responded to the the woman on on on the the phone How could this happen? Why must it happen happen to us us again? And how in in the H 
















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