Blessings in disguise

So, I've been here a little over 24 hours and I have pretty much decided I don't want to stay. Of course, I have no say in the matter. I am stuck here for the next 2 months (they could very easily become the worst two months of my life if I do not change my attitude about this place). The people here are nice. I really can't complain. My problem is that I'm really sad about the people I left behind. My last office felt like home by the time I left there, and now I am back to being "the new girl." I know that I need to move on and look for the good in this situation. I keep telling myself that this move may very well turn out to be a blessing is disguise. Now I need to just start believing it.