Moving away from family and friends to another state is always hard. The unpacking, settling into a new job, learning small community dynamics are all a challenge but the hardest thing is not being home when you need to be. Its been a hard week here in our new town hearing news from back home that hasn't been the happiest news. My dear old dad is having surgery right now as we speak, a favourite uncle is riddled with blood cancer and battling everyday, my amazing 95 year old auntie has just had a stroke whilst still living on her own, and my beautiful cousin aged 38 is battling for her life after her ovarian cancer returning after a brief period of remission. I feel so happy for her that she has had this remission to spend time holidaying with her husband and two small gorgeous children. Every part of me wants to book a flight home. It makes you feel regret and sometimes question why on earth you moved at all. All I know is today I count my blessings. I will be heading to our town church this weekend to light a candle for everyone I know who needs many prayers right now.