Three Years In.

But come Monday morning/ no country song will sing me home again.

If you’re just joining me, three years ago I moved with my boyfriend (now husband) from Richmond, VA, where I’d always lived, to Beaverton, OR. Writing about the move itself was easy. Writing about my feelings is not.

Homesickness is a form of grief. You are mourning a place, sure, but you are also mourning who you were in that place and how you fit nea…