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Can you see what makes this move so hard for us? Watching Annie and Ezra play today (a total of seven hours of harmony, connection and fun) while Sara and I sat on a blanket, knitting, chatting and enjoying each other, drives it home how much connection and "family" I have here in Santa Cruz. Annie and Ezra (who lives next door) have known each other since the day Ezra was born and we went to see him, Sara and Rob in the hospital, when Annie was just a tiny eight month old. Chloe (who lives next door on the other side) was Annie's first visitor when we brought her home from the hospital. Of course she was in Tiger's arms because she was a wee five month old. Sara and Tiger have seen me through every aspect of becoming a parent! Annie counts Chloe and Ezra to be her bestest friends ever! And for me it has been a privilege to watch all of these children grow and be a part of their lives in some way. Michael, Talia, Sabine, Kaily, Gabriel, Parker, Azula, now little Zia, Dallas, Wyatt, Natalie, and of course, Corinne, Chloe and Ezra. How sweet my life has been here on May Avenue.
Tonight I was poking around in my studio, trying to get an idea of what to keep and what to let go of for our upcoming move, when I found this gouache painting my mom did in '66. I'm not a person who believes in "signs" or "messages", but I did feel comforted and reassured by this little painting. It reminds me of how much my Mom loved the city, and how I love it too!
You know, I was born in Berkeley and have enjoyed San Francisco and the Bay Area all of my life. La La Pat said that she remembers she and Mom taking me over the bridge to the city when I was just a few months old. I've always loved visiting SF and I've actively fantasized about living there, mostly when I was in my teens and twenties. I don't think Bill has any SF fantasies. This worries me... We always thought we would go more rural than more urban. I dread him being unhappy, almost as much as I dread really loving it and having to leave it.
I'm trying to remember all the facts, and I don't have all the details organized in my head but I believe my Maternal Grandmother and Grandfather both lived, met, fell in love and got married in SF, my Great Great Grandmother and Grandfather lived and spent their last days there as well. Pat, can you set me staight...?
If you haven't noticed yet, my posting has almost come to a halt due to all the changes going on in our life. This situation has reminded me that in periods of transition I need more time for internal processing, and quiet, private thought. I've tried to post about our process a few times and it felt too personal and tender. So yes, we have made the decision to leave Santa Cruz and move to San Francisco. Our aim at this point is to live as close to Bill's work near Fisherman's Wharf as possible to reduce commuting time, and to retain as much of our "family" lifestyle as we enjoy now. The idea of living in a city, (especially SF!) is very exciting to me and finding the right place feels key. We are looking for a house or flat that has a yard, allows pets, and has a third bedroom or garage that could work as a studio. My head is spinning with lists of "to do's" and "to research" so please know that I welcome any and all comments, suggestions and ideas about the SF Bay Area or moving in general!

i melted into tears and felt such a warm and comforting presence all
around me as i read the card you sent today.
thank you for reaching out to me.
it felt so good...
Annie's been lingering in bed in the mornings and reading! She gets so quiet and intent in there that I had to stop and snap some photos of her. She's also been trying to read signs in stores, and asking me to tell her what things on trucks and buildings say. I see that she herself is becoming a reader, just like Bill and I! I can hear her pronouncing things and phonetically spelling them out loud, plus I find a zillion shards of paper around the house with her cryptic words all over them.
I moved this little plant center stage so I could meditate on the tiny and hopeful new shoots vigorously sprouting from a plant that appears almost unchanged for most of the year. I'm certain there are plenty of analogies I could draw from it's current growth and change that pertain to my life, and although I haven't thought of them yet, just looking at it gives me a peaceful feeling.
We had a lovely day of harmonious play and pretending with Maya, surprise visitors, a spontaneous "love party", a night-time bike ride, and an unexpected new possibility looming on the horizon for us to consider. More about that as we get clearer...
