Travel from Coast to Coast then Repeat

To my left was yet another road sign declaring the shrinking distance between our cramped car and another McDonald’s. To my right was one of my dogs blocking the opposite side window. My legs and feet were warmed by my cats but unfortunately my legs felt as if they would be forever numb. My neck felt stiff and threatened to forever remain in a forward facing position, which was OK for the moment as all I would see if I looked behind me was a trunk full of suitcases, food and pet supplies. So instead all I could do was continue to look forward and onward. To some it would seem I was on a wholesome family road trip. This, however, was not the case. My family and I were moving across the country from upstate New York to Corvallis, Oregon. Yet again. Three cross-country moves in six years. I was a young and bright-eyed fourth grader the first time my parents to...