Blue skies, smiling on me. Nothing but blue skies, do I see

So I've been in quite a funk lately. A bit homesick, a bit discouraged but in general in a funk. I suppose it's not unusual when you move across the country and are no long in driving distance to your old home, family and friends. I've tried to just push through but the other night it really hit me hard. Hopefully I've pushed through the worst of it.
I am so lucky to have Brian here with me. Honestly, I sometimes think I would have gone back home already had it not been for him keeping me calm. Not that I'd like to think I would be a quitter.

I've been noticing that God and religion having been coming up a lot lately. I've met some very amazing people out here and one of the most inspiring is a guy who is extremely spiritual and knows what he believes in and has no sign of waiver to that. He doesn't have the same beliefs as my family and I were brought up with but just seeing the way God has really made him who is . . . I just really believe that faith is the best thing in our world. To me, what your faith is in is really a personal choice but the fact that faith can lift people, heal people, and bring people together. . . it is really moving.

About two months before Brian and I drove out here I was riding on the T (Boston subway) and this group of people came into the car dragging all their suitcases and bags. I was by myself that day and for some reason, very uncharacteristically of me, I started a conversation with the woman sitting next to me. I found out they were a traveling Christian group and they had come from California to Boston for a retreat. We talked during the ride to the airport and she asked me questions like what was my spiritual need and what I thought of the world in a spiritual sense. The conversation, although short, has stuck with me very vividly. I remember giving somewhat "pageant" answers, kind of glossing over the question itself. At the time I was in awe of how confidently she spoke of her belief and the path she followed.

Since then I've noticed little things here and there and a few days ago I wandered upon a blog of a woman who spoke very eloquently about her life and her family. It seems that her relationship with God is such a strong component of her life and through her faith she is able to find a sense of meaning that is inspiring.

What this ramble mean, who knows. . . just thoughts that have been bouncing around me head a lot since I got out here.