I brought my first three boxes of books up to my new mission place.  Two hours of driving up and back.  Gradually the realization that I will soon be moving is setting in.  The minute I got out of the car, the air coming from the frozen river of the Hudson, the birds chirping and the overall quiet of the Motherhouse grounds, enveloped me.  Oh! I'm definitely not in Queens!  I look forward to moving up here.  Somehow I dare to say, I can't wait.  New challenges, new beginning, new opportunity, to offer something beautiful to God.