This has been a draft forever (since 2/26/2014) and finally decided to publish it.
Well, I woke up at 0345 this morning and tried as I might, could not get back to bed. Lots banging around in the old noggin so I cried Uncle at 0430 and have been busy at getting some things off my list. My blog is one of them. I wrote this while I was on vacation in San Francisco. It is dated 2-2-2014
Greetings and Salutations,
It is my recon week in San Francisco, 1st morning. I am filled with hope, gratitude, fear, and anticipation. I'm the only one up in the house (of my friend I am staying with) and I am relishing in the quite and stillness of the moment. I've brewed a pot of yum yum coffee (Peets, my fav she got for me) and figured out how to turn on the fire place on. What is it about fireplaces that I love so? Maybe it is because when you look into the flames, you slow down long enough to be reflective of your life past, present, and future.
Yesterday we drove into the city (San Francisco) and again I felt at home. It is as if I have placed the life I had out here on pause, like a movie. I created a life out here that has been waiting on me to return if I chose to. It is such a beautiful city, the people its skyline. I love that it is the houses along it's hills that contribute to the skyline, not just skyscrapers.
Ocean Beach was our first stop. The edge of the Pacific Ocean. So beautiful. The Beach Chalet- is a great place to watch the sun set out here. Great atmosphere and great drinks. Second stop The Buena Vista home of the ever famous Irish coffee. 3,000 is the rumor of how many they make in a day. Clark and Joe remembered me from 5 years ago in a place where thousands have since sat in my seat. What a special place. So much fun to be had with people from all over the world. The place has happy karma you can feel. Fun times where had there let me tell you. On second thought, I better not :)
Rounding out the day, we had a choice between a restaurant or a home cooked meal of a dear friend of my hosts. I am so glad we picked the latter. That night it truly did make all the difference in the world. Maybe I am going through some mind-bend, but I appreciated the hospitality in a way I have few times in my life. I observed how my friends interacted with their friends that they know so very well. It was like peeping into someone else's life. They were already in the process of making dinner and had enough for us all. I felt special to have been included. I felt like I was being invited into an inner circle of great friends.
Its raining outside. With the fire going, in my PJs, and a hot cup of Joe I feel snugly and beyond content. I have my favorite piano music playing quietly. I have already read a chapter in my book, showered, and have half my makeup on for the day. Work stress is gone from my reflection in the mirror and Charleston feels like a separate life a million miles away.
What will my life be like when I get here? I realize that I already have good friends here. Will I be able to make a life out here for myself? The one I see in my mind's eye? While it may feel like home it isn't. It is my second home. Will I miss South Carolina and Charleston too much? I gotta try and it feels so right.
I feel blessed for what is to come. I feel blessed I am going after the life I want for myself and taking the time to get things into focus. What I want out of my time alive. Going for things, and not just this move, that for the first half of my life I didn't think possible or attainable. What an odd feeling to feel blessed about what is to come even with the inevitable setbacks that I know come with life. I guess it is partly because my perspective in how I deal with bumps in the road is much different than even 5 years ago.
That is as far as I got before the house woke up and we all got on with the day. Hope you are all well and things are going great for you.
Tootles :)
Heather
