so different...yet the same

It’s weird being in a place so similar to my own, but feeling so out of place. I love being here in Colorado, but I miss the familiar. Driving down the street, it’s a completely different place. The stores are different, I don’t know what any store has inside. The people think differently. Back home it was nothing to drive 45 minutes to go to the mall, or go bowling. Here it’s far an out of the way to drive 10 minutes to the Chick-Fil-A. Driving down the road you see a lot of cars with huge holes and dents, a lot more than in Canada. The roads in the winter are a lot better in Canada. It’s so weird to be in a place so similar, yet so different. I miss my family, I miss my friends, I miss driving down the road with out a GPS. I love my husband, and I like it here It’s just hard feeling so out of place, yet feeling like your suppose to belong. Why? why is it so hard? I know I'm suppose to be here.