Would it really be home, or just another house? Ronda found she had to learn to deal with the trauma of moving. Looking out the window of my empty room, a single tear rolled down my cheek as the last piece of furniture was loaded onto the big moving truck. Now that the truck was loaded, my parents and my brother and sisters and I would all pile into our van and start the long drive from Southern California across the desert and over the mountains to our new home in Colorado. But would it really be home, or just another house in another city? Anyone who has had to move, especially more than once, will understand this feeling of not really being sure where home is.
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