I recently move to Asheville, North Carolina after living in Atlanta for most of my life. When you live in one city for a long time, you establish a lot of friends and acquaintances. I had friends in Atlanta that I’d known since high school, and others I’ve known for twenty or more years. You take for granted how effortless friendships are that have so much time and history. You know one another really well, you know what to expect from each other, and even if you don’t see your friends every day, you know they are there for you. Even my new-ish friends in Atlanta had some connection to my long history in the city. In addition to a circle of really close friends, I had an extended group of neighbors, work associates, parents of my kids’ friends, and service providers (hairdresser, grocery clerks, etc.) with whom I connected on a regular basis. You don’t realize how these concentric circles of people in your life create a familiarity that feels safe and comforting. They are the mesh netting that holds life in place and gives you a sense of belonging. I knew before I moved to Asheville that I would miss my friendships, but