Two years later, Still California Dreaming

It’s been two years since I’ve been a Bay Area girl, its crazy but these two years have flown by. It feels like I’ve only been here two weeks, I can’t believe it’s been two years. They say time flies when you’re having fun and they did not lie. It goes without saying that I absolutely love living in California, and it has been everything I thought it would be and so much more.

A lot of you have asked me how I made friends in a new city where that knew no one. I have always been earth shatteringly friendly, it had always been easy for me to make friends. They say it gets harder once you get older and that is so true. When I lived in Kentucky I really didn’t have many friends, to be honest I made maybe less than five. I had my husband’s family, the people I worked with, and my classmates it was a lonely existence for me. The only people who would call me outside of those settings were my two good friends Sabreen and Nesreen, and to be fair Sabreen was my friend and Nesreen was her sister so inherited her. To be honest a lot of the people I met, we didn’t have anything in common to even hang out.

So sometimes your location does have a lot to do with it, it might not be you after all. The first thing I noticed about Californians, that Kentucky just didn’t have was that everyone wanted you feel welcomed here. My husband’s parents visited this past week and even though they were skeptical at first about us moving here. They soon realized that us moving here was for the best. We’re both much happier people, well I can only speak for myself to be fair. I am much happier here, than I was prior to moving here.

If there is something you want to do. Find a way to get it done because time is going. No need to be in a hurry but less procrastinating, go get it done. One of the things, or a few things that I have had to come to terms with is. Getting older is inevitable, I will age and some days I will feel like a stranger in my own body. There are moments when I feel absolutely ugly and I don’t know why I feel that way or where those feelings come from. I think we all have our moments good and bad, but regardless of those moments we still owe it to ourselves to be the person we always wanted to be.