In January, we packed up our first home together and trekked up North for a new opportunity. A new state, a new job, and new life together. It was daunting, it was stressful, but we’ve been in New Hampshire for 6 months now and we don’t regret it one bit.
Sometimes my boyfriend and I will be out in our downtown or walking along the river and just talk about how much we like it here. We miss our friends and family, we miss bits and pieces of New Jersey, but we like it here.
Homesickness isn’t really what I thought it would be. It’s not just craving your favorite bagel place. It can’t be solved with phone calls or texts.
It wasn’t until we went back to New Jersey over Memorial Day Weekend, basically my first time back since we moved, that I realized that the stress and anxiety I had been feeling lately was actually homesickness. And those feelings went away with every person I got to see. Joking with my mom, cuddling my puppy sister, being forced to eat lots of food by my grandparents, seeing my alma mater, letting our doggo walk around at my parent’s house, driving familiar roads, and cheersing with my friends. It was the best kind of medicine I could ask for.
I love New Hampshire. It reminds me in New Jersey in a lot of ways because it has the ocean, mountains, and cities all in one state. We’re in driving distance of so many beautiful places and we’ve been exploring so much. I love this little adventure. But it gets tough to go to work day in and out and not have anyone but each other to complain to (we’re still working on that whole making friends thing).
While I don’t see myself here forever, it is definitely somewhere I’d like to be for a little while.