not all pollyanna

I wanted this online journal thing to be a record of my adventures, and also a way to keep everyone I know (and maybe people I don't know) updated on the latest and greatest of what I'm doing. It is also a great opportunity to humanize Israel and the ongoing conflicts and issues plaguing the Middle East. This is also my story about moving across the world to a country that operates mainly in a language I'm not fluent in, where I have no social or career structures, and a support system of family and people who know and love my mother, but who I've not been especially close with over the years.

So I guess all of that is a long way of saying, I'm a little homesick right now. I missed my brother's 17th birthday last week. I want to hug my mom. I want to go out in SF with my friends. I miss my friends from college. I want to be able to read the headlines on the local newspaper, make small talk with the cashier in the store, and understand what the beaurecrat (sp?) at the health insurance office is telling me.

I can't imagine coming home yet, but with all the wonderful and exciting parts of this move, it is also the most difficult process I have ever been through.

That's all.