The move was accomplished before Christmas, which was a white one for the first time in many–well, decades. It is now fast closing in on Resurrection Sunday and the physical impact of the move is beginning to wear off. Life is being restored to this tired soul. Friends are being made and routines established. Comfort is seeping in around the edges of a transplanted life.
It is good to be here. Now is still a time to rest, rejoice, and recuperate.
God is good, all the time.