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I’m here and I’m loving it!

I am finally in Kansas City. It is so great to be back here, it feel like I’ve finally got to where I am supposed to be.

My friend Maria picked me up when I arrived on Wednesday and it was great seeing her again. I am staying at her house with her, her gorgeous little son, and a friend of hers with her 3 boys. No need to say that it’s not the quietest house I’ve ever lived in, but I do like the life the children bring and they are all very sweet. It’s such a blessing to be able to stay here while I figure things out.

And these 3 days that I’ve been here I feel so blessed. I’ve connected with a few people I knew from before and being back in the prayer room feels so normal. I am also well on my way in getting things sorted so I can start working. Today I went to get my social security number and it took, oh let’s see, all of about 5 or maybe 10 minutes to get it sorted and it’ll be sent to me in the post. And so I feel like things keep moving forward and God continues just opening those doors and ushering me through.

The house I am staying at right now is about a 30-minute walk from the prayer room, but it’s not a problem when the weather is sunny and around 25 degrees warm. It’s a lovely walk! I do have to enjoy it while it lasts though, because at the end of the week it’s forecasted 10 degrees, which is a tad colder. That said I am looking around for somewhere to live that is a bit closer then this as it does take a lot of time out of the day and it’s good to be able to pop home rather then just be at the prayer room for hours on end.

There are still what seems like tons of things I need to sort out and figure out, but I’ve decided to continue the way I have been going in this process so far- by taking things one thing at a time. It seems to be the way forward.
I am still in the honeymoon phase of culture shock (basically the part where everything is wonderful and amazing) so I know that I will go through a tougher part of adjusting. But for now I am just enjoying this phase I’m in and will take things as they come.

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