Moving Home

It’s been a little over 3 weeks since I moved to Brooklyn. It went like this:

1. Farewells. Definitely my very least favorite part of moving. Actually, I hate farewells but I also really want them. I’m a person who needs closure, so things like last hurrahs and promises to visit go a long way in validating friendships and helping the transition go smoothly. So there’s that. I didn’t take nearly enough pictures of all these events, so here’s the one I have- from a surprise farewell that shocked me speechless. 🙂

2. Moving day. My friends are superstars and I was beyond blessed by all the help I had to load and unload my uhaul. Also, embarrassed because people were surprised by how much I own. #awkward

My Pennsylvania Movers

My New York apartment with my too much stuff.

3. Settling In. This part has been especially interesting because I’ve never moved back anywhere, I’m always moved on to something new. So far living in Brooklyn has felt exceptionally normal, especially since I know how to get places without google maps, how to find things in the stores, and have memory smell triggers because my new school smells exactly like my old one (probably a mixture of school lunch and 100 years of children’s sweat). Also, the fact that I know almost everyone at church and STILL haven’t seen all the friends I have to catch up with, makes me feel at home.

The things that make this move feel new are my driving commute (since this is my first time having a car in the city) and living alone. I’ve decided I like having my car here because it gives better access to local things (like neighborhoods on the other side of the park and Target). That said, I got a hefty parking ticket and had my first call-the-insurance accident (I got side swiped) in the first 10 days of moving here. But all’s well that end’s well, and it’s looking like it will end well. Plus, my new apartment has tree views out my door. If you know me, you know this is my ideal amount of nature.

4. Adjusting. This is the stage I’m in now, and frankly, the one I like the least. The whole thing of making new routines, finding where you fit (again), and navigating the affect that the change of distance has on relationships, yeah, this is the hard stuff. I know it takes time. I’m just acknowledging reality. (In all fairness, I think it’s going better than I hoped. So, there’s that.)

The main things that help are getting involved here and having quality time with friends. Exploring, long phone chats, church events, dinner with friends- these things keep me sane.

I still have a lot of adjusting to do, but in the mean time, praise the Lord for His faithfulness and the way He uses people to bless us!

Here’s to feeling more at home in my new home and the adventures that are sure to come!

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. – 2 Corinthians 4:18

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