When you move somewhere totally foreign to you, everything is new. You never know where you're going (I don't at least!), and you don't yet have go-to places and familiar faces. You go through this surreal time when you keep thinking, "Do I really live here now?" When I first moved to San Diego, there were so many unknowns. My husband and I had recently gotten married, and he was fortunate enough to get San Diego as his duty station in the Marine Corps. We didn't know if he'd get deployed anytime soon, and once we arrived in a cross-country move from Florida, where we lived for a short stint while he was training, we found out that he would be getting deployed in just a couple of short weeks. Moving 2,500 miles from family, then finding out I'd be there alone was an ... [Read More]