i thought it was going to get easier when we got here.
i'm not sure why.
i knew we were stepping into the unknown.
with no family, and no friends.
no job, and no real knowledge of the area.
i guess it was the fact that we were doing what we were supposed to do.
but that has never been a guarantee for either success or ease.
sure, it helps, but if it were that simple--and quick--it wouldn't be much of a test.
and i know it hasn't been very long.
still, this has been hard.
smaller paychecks, higher bills, less resources and physical support.
it hasn't all been bad.
and there are still many, many blessings to count.
but i'm feeling very overwhelmed much of the time.
and hoping and praying that maybe, just maybe, there's a light at the end of the tunnel of this financial trial.
because the desire to curl up and cry is getting stronger every day.