When I was twelve-years-old, my family decided to move from Terre Haute, Indiana to St. Louis, Missouri. The process of moving was a big ordeal both physically and emotionally at times. It is hard for a kid to leave the only place they've ever called home. While packing my life up into boxes, I was reminded of all the good times that I had experienced during my childhood -- my family's house, basketball, friends, playing in the backyard -- just to name a few. Though sad at the time, the move to a larger city ultimately proved to be positive for not just my family, but for me too.