Since it's impossible to sum up 10 years in the LA area, plus another 3 years in the Central Coast area for me, I won't even try. I never expected to live in California - it wasn't one of the places where I dreamed of living, I just sort of ended up here. I'm not sure that I ever felt like a true "Californian" (not being blond and not surfing), but even as transplants, we both grew roots to the area which are painful to pull up as we move away. We've had an amazing life here, have appreciated the great variety of people, places, and options, and I'll never forget the friendships we made and the experiences that we had.
So, for now, here is a quick good-bye:
The last morning on our front porch - enjoying a moment before starting the long drive to Boulder! And, by the way, my feet really aren't huge, but they look crazy big in this photo!
There is more to say, and I suppose the title of the post is a bit misleading since, well, this is quite brief. I'm still taking in the fact that we are moving/have moved. So, this move, while certainly not a surprise to us and something that we've wanted for years, IS bittersweet as I think about what we're leaving behind. It's exciting but scary as I think about the unknown and the openness of what's to come.
And we're off! I drove the important cargo - bikes + dog! Essential items for a new life.