You've left all your Sydney friends behind, not out of your heart, but an impossible distance away for movie nights, coffee dates, and playdates that turn into dinner, with the husbands joining after work, and carrying sleepy children home, slung over shoulders like sacks of potatoes. Do not lose heart. It feels like you had those friendships forever. You didn't. They started small.
Those darling, life long friends, to whom you could open your soul, were once strangers. Once they asked you to a movie and you didn't know if you should go - you didn't know if they would like you, or if you would like them, you didn't know if you would click. You sat in your home pining for your Nashville friends, the only ones who really knew you, the only ones you could show your soul - the ones that had playdates, that turned to dinner, and husbands carrying sleeping children to the car.
All friendships start out small. First, there's the meeting. Then, the getting of numbers. You have to get over yourself and call for a coffee. You have to conquer your jitters and be so bold as to invite someone to a movie. They might say no.
Your best, best, best friends used to be strangers. Don't despair, and don't punch your husband in the nose when he says "PMS".