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Getting to know my new family
Originally appeared on spirituality.com
It was a cloudy, yet refreshing, morning. My husband set the last bag in the trunk and closed the door. I did one final check in the back seat to make sure our CDs and Mad Libs (word phrase games) were easily accessible. Turning to take a last look at the house I grew up in, I said goodbye to my family and climbed in the car to set out on a literal and metaphorical long journey.
Just 48 hours earlier, my husband and I had been married in my hometown in California, and we were about to start our lives with a 2,000-mile road trip to our new home in the St. Louis, Missouri, area.
It turned out to be quite a change from the life I had known. Not only was I living half a continent away from my family, I also needed to adjust to humid summers. Although my husband’s family was nearby, I missed the familiarity of my own family circle.
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