We moved from literately paradise, sunny San Diego, California to beautiful and green Atlanta, Georgia, exactly four months ago. A transition which I did not expect to make at this point in our lives but nevertheless; once I knew about it, as always, I decided to go with the flow. I find myself going through a familiar black hole where everything fades to dark, moves extremely fast and at some future point will get me through to the splendor of the other side. Sometimes in life we are asked to do difficult things, things that will challenge us in unimaginable ways. Long ago, I moved through my first black hole, leaving my birth and home town of Mexicali, Baja California to go live in the San Francisco Bay Area; everything familiar, everything I loved was left behind. Adopting California as my new home town came easy for me, perhaps because I was very young, perhaps because I had great hopes for the future, perhaps because I was blinded by the light of starting a home. And so it is now, everything I love is left behind and I must adjust and make myself at home in Atlanta. This time the illusions of youth no longer blind me, I came here willingly following my husband, I could have said “no”, but then I would miss this opportunity to excavate deeper into my being. I like to think that these testing times are for our benefit, that somehow by accepting and embracing change we will be molded into a better self. I believe that. I have good days and I have not so good days. Sometimes the longing to hug my kids is so strong that I literately feel a pressure on my heart center, sometimes I miss my beautiful home amidst the avocado trees, other days I long for the familiar song of the birds that perched outside my bedroom window and I miss sleeping under the blanket of great silence, a gift of living in the country. Change is like this, it makes us long for what we love and know. It is never smooth and easy. Four short months have already taught me that making Atlanta my home, venturing out to explore the land around and making new friends is entirely up to me. Blessings in the form of friends have already manifested and we feel welcomed in our new tidy neighborhood. So far Atlanta has been generous and kind in it’s welcoming.