In those early days of arriving, I was overwhelmed with busyness. I had to adapt to the language and keep up with my studies. I was so absorbed in these tasks that I had no time to dwell on the heavy emotions of my departure.

But life here was surprisingly fulfilling. It wasn't until everything settled down, perhaps two or three months later, that I remembered the phone call from Greta Miller.

I hesitated about whether to return the call, but my indecision was quickly resolved. On a day off, I had plans to go out with a senior. The friends I made here were incredibly kind. Every bit of...