When my parents had to break the news to my starry-eyed seven-year-old self that they had decided to move, they did so by proposing a fresh start. For many children, the idea of moving may be frightening; so my mom sat me down and explained it in the most “Sommer” way possible. She had told me we were going shopping in order to decorate my new room, and those who know me are well aware of the fact that the easiest way to win me over is through some old-fashioned retail therapy. I was sold. Our first stop was a paint store. Continue reading