I’m settling in. Routines are being established. I can navigate my way around to most of the places I’m frequenting. I sit in classes and love the thrill of learning and academic dialogue. I enjoy being with the folks in my program. I’m being challenged as a counselor in my practicum placement this semester. I feel at home in my little apartment. I am spoiled by the reality of days when I don’t have to be anywhere till the afternoon. I have joined a Bible study and am visiting churches. But I’m missing being with people who know me. I miss having friends to text on a Friday afternoon to make weekend plans. I miss the never ending excitement of work in an elementary school. I know I’m sitting in the loneliness of life in a new city. It will get easier as time goes on. But for now I wade through the adjustment one step at a time and feel overwhelmingly grateful for the opportunity to be here.