Decisions Have Been Made

It was inevitable, really. I’ve dreamed of living in the Bay Area (California) since I was 13 years old. I knew I could be happy there, happier than I’d ever been in Atlanta but life intervened and I ended up in Vancouver.

I learned to accept Vancouver. There are even days where I love it fiercely, like on never-ending summer nights or in driving November rain. But as much as I appreciate the life I’ve built here, Vancouver has never felt like home. California feels like home. Lanie feels like home. And as soon as it is feasible, I’m moving back to the US to be at home, to be back where I belong.