I have begun the moving process. Many tears have been shed in this decision to move, but even in the bitter-sweetness of it all I can see change giving way to great new opportunities. But none-the-less it is hard to leave everything that is familiar. I have lived in my apartment for for seven years. Seven is the number of completion. In these seven years I have grown, healed and cultivated my talents. I live about 3/4 mile from the Ruston Way Waterfront where I have spent countless hours skateboarding and sitting by the gorgeous waters of the Puget Sound. Ruston Way has been a place of peace to experience nature, unwind and be inspired. I live close to a beautiful park too. I have had parties and get togethers (graduation, birthday, fun) in the lounge with my dearest friends. I have made mistakes and learned from them. I have lived alone in my apartment for 2 years which has been a cocooning phase. A time of quiet rest and healing. My apartment has been a place for the presence of God. I'm really going to miss it.