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In all my 12 almost thirteen years of life, I have never known someone I love to move. I think that made me a little more vulnerable. I know people who live far away from me, but I had never known them to move. Until now. Yesterday one of moms closest friends told us they are moving to South Carolina in April. I realize now how hard it can be to be aware of the fact someone is moving.  I kept telling myself that I need to move on. Not like forget them, but to stop thinking about it, get some work done. But, sometimes moving on is the hardest thing.