Missing home

I originally reside from San Jose, CA. My family is there, and one thing I know for certain is that you don’t know what you have until it’s gone. One of my regrets was not appreciating the great family I have. Now that I only get to see them a few times a year, I understand this fully.

To explain further: I miss the comfort. I miss knowing all the roads and how to get to places. I miss the familiarity. I miss knowing that I had a close community of friends who I could call at a moment’s notice. I’ve been a resident here for roughly a year, and building those types of friendships and knowing that people really care for you is a difficult prospect.

Starting over is difficult.

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