“My roots have grown but I don’t know where they are…”
The best part of moving is having a brand new city to explore: new sights to see, new treats to taste, new wines to sample and more things to feel. I came to Santa Barbara kicking and screaming. I did not want to move again, I didn’t think my time in San Diego was over. I loved living in paradise and was convinced it was the only city in California that would make me feel that way. However, after chillin’ out for a second and grounding myself with the real world I was quietly reminded that the good life is created within us, once we begin to appreciate what’s around us.
There will come a time when I will miss these days. We don’t realize the good things we have until they are gone- it’s true with humans, relationships, cities and things. I don’t want to look back and regret not loving where I’m at so here I am sharing some of things that I’ve found that I love in Santa Barbara so far.
Plus, I’m pretty much reminded on a daily basis how lucky I am to live in a sliver of paradise along the Pacific Coast. It’s a place people vacation to, save their lives to retire at and choose. Certainly a dream destination for most can’t be that awful of a place to call home. ❤
Dear Santa Barbara,
You are growing on me. I promise to love you for who and what you are and to take more time to get to know you because judging you off some other pretty city.