12:20am 04/09/2008
  October 6, 1973 should have been one of the happiest days of my parents life when they brought me, Katrina Danielle Omalley into the world. When you're barely out of high school, not married, and never planned on having kids happy isn't always the thing that comes to mind when your child is born, or at least that's what I hear. Yes, that was my parents who eventually got married shortly after I was born.

Me being born caused more than a couple problems not only did my parents end up getting married, but my father joined the army. He says to be able to pay for his newly family even though my mom says otherwise. So my mom had to get used to not seeing her husband and more or less having to be a single parent with him gone to boot camp and training. When I was about 5 years old my dad got promoted which was good and bad. Good because we would get to see my dad more and bad because we would have to move..A LOT!

So for the next five years I moved once every two months. I had been to 6 different states and I was just in elementary school. We had finally ended up in New York, New York when I stated 5th grade. One good thing about this move was we ended up staying there and surpassingly it was for 5 years.

While in New York I met my best friend Hannah Preston and her twin Eli. We did almost everything together, either I was at her house or she was at mine. She dealt with me through all my craziness. Through all my crushes and all. Then the day came.

I came home from school and all our stuff was packed. I knew what time it was and I wasn't even able to say goodbye to my friend. One thing I didn't expect was my baby brother Christian that was 17 years younger than me and also unplanned.

We had ended up in four more states before I ended up graduating high school, surprising I know. I wrote Hannah a couple times, but not knowing what new address to put I only got a couple letters back from her. Until eventually I got a letter back that I wrote to her. I tried after that to write her again, but everything I wrote her got sent right back to me so I stopped writing.

I ended up going to a community college in Montana and staying there long enough to graduate school for journalism. Then I did what my parents taught me best to do I upped and moved once again. I got a job at a newspaper and tried to stick around, but when your used to doing something and done it for almost all your life it just sorta of sticks with you and I moved. I ended up moving to 5 more states bringing it to 15 states I've lived in before I ended up in Florida.

I found these nice condos and got a job at a magazine and thought it was a fresh start and a place I would actually stick around. A place I had never been to and no reason to run from. I had another reason also to stay. I ran into Hannah in the hallways. I was so happy to have my best friend back and it seemed everything was going good.

Something else was keeping me there, something that I never thought would happen. Eli and I got closer and eventually started dating. I was happy and in a place that I didn't end up leaving. Then when they say it rains it pour. My worked pulled me away from Florida and then my father had a heart attack. I ended up in Arizona and losing my job and then I lost Eli. My father ended up dying shortly after his heart attack and when I lost everything I cared about and everything went down hill, I did what I did best and ran.

I drove across states, went back to school to be an Interior Designer, and then ended up in different cities all through California. After 30 years of doing nothing but moving I need a place where I can stay and not leave. I ended up here in San Fransico, bought a house. Hopefully making it permeant. I have a good job that I love and normal hours and a fresh start.		  
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