The new life begins, but...
So I won't sugar-coat it. This is hard. I miss my parents. I miss our old house. I miss everything being convenient and comfortable and familiar. I miss my church and my friends. I miss having food handy that my children will eat. I miss being able to express myself adequately and fully or even to understand basic comments or questions from people. It's frustrating. There is so much that's different here, which I knew, but it's all much harder to deal with when kids are in the mix. When Tom and I were here before we only had to worry about ourselves. We now have three small humans who have been without schedules, routines, school, friends, family, and in a strange place for 3 weeks. The meltdowns are out of control. It's frustrating to see my kids out of sorts and not be able to make it better; we have been living in a hotel room with 20 suitcases for 15 days now. We keep wearing the same 4 outfits and then walkin...