The lonely has set in.
The excitement of the new has worn off.
I realize it most when I drive down the unfamiliar roads.
I’m reminded of it when I can’t find what I’m looking for in Target.
Or when I am in the grocery store and it dawns on me that I won’t run into anyone I know…because I don’t know anyone here.
Sometimes there is a freedom in that… no one knowing you. But mostly, it makes me feel lonely.
The other night HJ told me to “go out.” I was hesitant. What would I do? Where should I go?
It was a reminder of how much I missed home. Which home, I’m not sure. Maybe I only missed something familiar.
Moving is hard.
Starting over is hard.
I’ve done this enough to know it will get better.
It just takes time.
And that’s the part I hate. Knowing that in order to find the friendships and community, I have to walk down this lonely road first.
But it will be worth it.