I don't think that there has been a day where my eyes have not filled up with tears since I have been living here. I usually have a moment to my self where I start to think of my (old) home, friends, family, and my kids little friends, and start to cry, but then they are quickly wiped away by my reality of having to continue to move on and realize this is my new home. I do like it here in Arizona (Everyone here has been so welcoming) but shouldn't I be allowed to feel sad every once in a while?? I feel bad feeling bad. A friend who I miss SO much told me a while ago, just stop and count your blessings. I realized how blessed I am. I have so much to be thankful for, even though I know some days are just sad and lonely, or not what I want them to be, I am blessed.
