Month #1

Got job, flew here, stayed at uncles house for two weeks, borrowed his car, got apartment.
No bed, no table, no chair, no food, left the rest of my family in a land far far away.
Got frustrated. Got tired. Got lonely. Then relied on her to pull me through.
Got paid, got food, got utensils, got to eat, borrowed sleeping bags, bought quilt, slept cozily with the one person I trust more than myself.
Got driving license, got first real loan ever in my life, bought a car.

Worried a lot that my friends might get jealous and start hating me.
Worried that by the end of all this, I may have no more friends at all.

Then - Took a deep breath.

Looked at her. Smiled.

And got back to work.