What I find hardest to deal with during moves to new places are the new smells - or more accurately the lack of familiar smells. The scents of my home are gone because there hasn't been time for the candles, loose leaf tea, and dryer sheet smell to seep into the wood. Perhaps there is a good lesson in that for all transitions - it takes time to seep into a place - to become firmly established and comfortable - to become part of what it means to be from that place.
In many ways with this move I am returning home, but at the same time I need to make this place my home.
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