Yeah. We live in San Francisco, baby. We’ve been talking about living here for a few years now and everyone who knows me in person has heard at some point something that goes along the lines of “in a couple of months”. It turned into over 2 years. But here we are. And we love it.
I was homesick the first few days mainly because this is a huge city, with many little streets and the only way we didn’t end up on the ocean or in Death Valley by accident was because we carried around a big ass map like idiots. And it helped. It’s intimidating to drive around in a place like this but after being here for 10 days I feel a little more comfortable being out and about. I’ve taken long walks on great neighborhoods, I’ve riden the bus alone at night and with Dallas in the middle of the day. I don’t know which one is scarrier.
Speaking of Dallas, so far he’s been doing well, we have to teach him to wait for the light to let us cross the street and make sure he holds our hands, something we didn’t have to do in Utah. I can count with 2 hands the times we had to cross a street over there. Totally different world.
Also, the worst part was not knowing if we were going to find a place to live soon. We’ve been living in motels, hotels and my parents house for the last 2 months and I’m not even kidding when I say that I miss cooking and cleaning (can you hear the Apocalypse coming?). We did find a place, a really nice place and a huge weight lifted off our shoulders the moment we were told we got the apartment. It’s nearby a university, accross the street from a lake, a few minutes from the City Zoo and many other things.
A lot of people asked me why we were moving from the place where we knew everyone, where we had a beautiful home in a beautiful state. Well, we seriously needed a fresh start. In that same place where we had so many good things like the ones mentioned above, we also had many terrible things happen to us. And we needed to get away, to see if our life would get better somewhere else, where we had no memories whatsoever, where we could create new, beautiful ones.
My heart will always be in Utah, I met my husband, I had my children, I made many wonderful friendships and my family still lives there. But sometimes you need to get out of your “comfort zone” and start over. I really, really hope this city welcomes us and let us create those new, awesome memories we desperately need.