How difficult is it to stay in one place if you’ve moved many times as a child?

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   Karandaposted 11 years ago

   How difficult is it to stay in one place if you’ve moved many times as a child?

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   KKalmesposted 11 years ago

   So odd you would ask this question, Hubpages would send it to me and I would read and want to respond.
   
   I moved 11 times before the 7th grade.. that was rough, but I was just laying in bed thinking about this last night. My home is in foreclosure and I will soon be if not homeless.. moving again.
   
   Began to think about how many times I've moved since the 7th grade.. 23 times with 3 additional one month trips.. and 3 more moves in an apartment complex. So actual moves is 37 times.. should have started a moving business many, many years ago.
   
   How difficult is it to stay in one place if you've moved many times as a child? For me, it has been impossible, but for my 6 siblings who have many moves under their belts.. I'll have to check with them.
   
   I think, you lose a sense of home as important.. comforting.. belonging.. and at some point in time you begin to unconsciously believe you don't belong anywhere.
   
   You don't learn to make and keep friends. You learn to say goodbye and not look back. I am not a superficial friend, but I am an aloof friend never getting too close.
   
   Many moves have been financially driven from childhood to my current situation.. you begin to think you don't deserve the comfort of a home that you should always be looking for the next 'thing' that will bring comfort.
   
   There is no other thing.. and still it has become impossible to stay in one place!

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   Sabrina Lynnposted 11 years ago

   Hello Karanda,
   Interesting question! I'm so glad you asked me that. For me, up until the last couple of years, it has been very difficult, if not impossible, to stay in one place indefinitely. My dad was already in the Army when I was born, so as I was growing up, I thought it was normal to move every 3-4 years. It was the only life I knew. We lived in Army housing the majority of the time, so all of my friends were Army brats as well. I saw friends come and go every few years, and we all knew that moving was inevitable. Saying goodbye was hard, but it was just part of the world in which we lived. We were thankful that we had the pleasure of getting to know someone and become a part of their life, and we looked forward to new friends that we would meet next. As we became teenagers, we would exchange addresses so that we could keep in touch. Furthermore, in today's world with email, Skype, Facebook, etc., I have had the pleasure of reconnecting with many of my old friends. We have the ability of picking up our friendships where we left off, as though time and distance had never separated us. I had the wonderful experience of living in Germany during my high school years, and graduating with a class size of 36. So, needless to say, we all got to know each other pretty well. We even have class reunions every few years to catch up with one another. You may get a laugh from this, but we Army brats actually thought it was weird when we would meet someone who had lived in the same place their entire life. We thought "how boring that must be to have never lived in another state or country". Around the three-year mark of living somewhere, we would start getting restless and wondering, "which fun and fascinating place will we be moving to next?" I wouldn't trade my life as an Army brat for anything in the world. I was able to see and experience places that most kids only read about in history books. I was immersed in other cultures, and blessed with the opportunity to gain a broader vision of the world. I learned to speak other languages, enjoy the ethnic foods, and learn the traditions, beliefs, and customs of different areas of not only the United States, but also the world. If you get a chance, please go to the following site http://www.militarybrat.com/bratpoem.cfm and read the "I am a Military Brat" poem. Maybe it will help give you a better perspective. Take care!

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   Millionaire Tipsposted 11 years ago

   We moved around quite a bit when I was a child.  Now, I crave stability and stay in one place, even when it seems that moving would be a better option.  I did move a bit at the beginning when I was on my own when I lived in apartments, but now that I own a house, I am staying put.

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   kdawsonposted 11 years ago

   So did I, but it had a different affect. Living somewhere too long makes me nervous.  And I consider those people who have spent their entire lives in one place weird.  My Dad once said, when a was talking about moving yet again, "I thought you were finally put down roots."  My thought was, who wants roots?

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   onegoodwomanposted 11 years ago

   I am the woman who was brought up, " pillar to post " as a child.   Then, ( silly me), I  married a " traveling man"..............
   
   I fought my husband for the stability for our children...........at times, it was I , who risked our very marriage so that they could have roots.
   
   One of my daughters..........now a collegiate graduate, on stable footing, within her career choice..........STILL commincates, still socializes with, still gets together, with a woman, that once went to "pre school" with her.
   
   I have so much friend................but, I can not lay the blame upon travel.........
   
   
   Some people, ( my daughter) wishes to be " known", " connected", " rooted", " remembered"...............I admire her for these qualities...........sometimes, I wish that I shared them...........
   
   Some people are more like me................I came, I saw, I admired, I learned,............
   
   and , then, I said, " goodbye".    Somethings, will be going with me.
   
   
   I , might meet more, see more, do more, visit more, than my own daughter does......but, I will never have the 'yesterdays' that she shares with friends............never............
   
   My world is about tomorrows............hers is about yesterdays...............
   
   When I become old, there will be no one to remember my childhood, my teen years, the early years of my marriage, or its struggles.......my losses will mean nothing to my new accquaintances........
   
   To be left behind, not allowed to go.....it is painful, very painful.
   
   To be taken along, and along again, and again......leaving everything behind, time and time again..........it is miserable.
   
   I think, now, that she is the richer one.

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