It been a long time coming. I’m slowly approaching my one year mark being out her in San Francisco and honestly I couldn’t be more ready. It’s not that I don’t love home or miss my family, because I do. But, it’s more that I love my independence: relationship wise, trying to be healthy, and managing my own life basically, even raising a new puppy. Sure I miss the already made breakfast and having my coffee already made for me. But, the fact that I get to do that for my man and myself is a lot more satisfying.
And sure I do get homesick and lonely, its inevitable. But the only thing that keeps me going is knowing that I do have a place to go home to if ever things don’t work out for me here.
I’ve always been a city girl at heart, I can never stay in one place for too long. And though I plan on moving back to San Diego it is definitely not my time yet. I got a whole lot of world to see, and a whole lot more of love to learn.
I am quite pleased with my life, and even though bad days still come around, I get to look at the things I have and have acquired all on my own. With a man who supports me and encourages me and helps me smile everyday. I’m grateful for the bad days, and the rough patches because it’s a good reminder of how good it could be.
But here’s to new beginning with my same old love.