A Moving Statement

I've been getting ready to MOVE to a new house all month long and can't concentrate on my memoirs at all this final week. Moving takes me back to the too many times I had to move while a nun. Each year, for the first five years I taught, Mother Superior moved me to a different town; assigned me a brand new grade level and gave me an entirely new group of nuns with whom to live. Talk about feeling uprooted! To this day, I cringe when I have to move. This upcoming move will be the third in less than three years.

Here's hoping I'll be settled into this home for at least ten years.

Then back to my memoir writing again.