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Getting a wee bit overwhelmed.

Life goes on. I am still settling in here in Kansas City. I looked at a room to live in last week and decided to take it. It’s only 4 minutes to walk from the prayer room, has nice wooden floors and is a lovely house. I signed the contract yesterday and will move today. I feel peace yet a bit sad to leave my friends’ house. It’s been so lovely to live with people I know and be a part of life here. It’s funny how you get to catch up on a different level when you share day-to-day life. And being a good walk away from the prayer room has given me a chance to let others bless me with lifts. Other then my friends how live here, a couple of other people have kindly given me rides. Yesterday a lovely lady who was on her way in the other direction turned around and came back to give me a life because it was raining, and yesterday morning a lady stopped as I was walking to the prayer room at 6 am and gave me a lift. So I have been very blessed. It has also been quite nice to walk when it’s been warm and sunny, but cold and rainy is another story.

As I’d signed the contract for the house I’m moving into yesterday I suddenly felt all overwhelmed by everything. Suddenly it was like I just felt so alone and surrounded by strangers. I think it was triggered by the prospect of moving into a house with 3 girls I haven’t met yet, and moving away from my friends. And also the fact that I’ve been here for a week now and want to get a routine, yet knowing it’ll be another few weeks till I do get a routine. I did expect to go through culture shock. So far everything’s just been so lovely and “rosy” I knew I’d come out of the famous “honey moon phase” of culture shock, I just didn’t know when it was going to happen.

This morning I decided to just hang around the house and watch the web stream of the prayer room. It’s been good to have a slow morning and I can go to the prayer room this evening from my new home.

Now I have packed my bags once again (knowing I’d be moving when I arrived I never really unpacked, but obviously stuff kind had kind of flowed out of my suitcase and bag as I have been looking for stuff). It’ll be good to finally unpack, although I think I need to see if I can find a used bookshelf of desk or something for my room as the room I’m moving into only has a chest of drawers and a closet in addition to the bed and bedside table. All in due time- one thing at a time.
Well, I continue going through the days, one day at a time, and as I live, I write. It’s good to have a space to channel the happenings and a space where they’ll remain to look back on.

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