On Friday I quietly celebrated my one year anniversary. It’s a year since I left LA, a year since I came back to the UK and what a year it’s been!
It seems like I’ve had retrospectives every few months so perhaps it’s not necessary to reflect again on how much my life has changed in the past twelve months. In fact, seeing as I was at work until quarter to eight on Friday evening, perhaps it hasn’t changed enough!
Last Valentine’s Day I boarded a one way flight to London, it was my present to me. I met my sister at Paddington Station with two suitcases and no real plan. Two days later I found the little flat and started a new life.
It’s been a year of enormous change, moving, falling in love, getting engaged, planning our wedding and starting one of the most stressful jobs I’ve ever had and so far surviving.
There are things I miss about my old life. I haven’t left without a backward glance as my friendships are too deep. I miss the expanse of the Pacific ocean, driving down PCH with the wind in my hair, the hummingbirds in my garden, the angry squirrel, bike riding in Venice, high maintenance diets and more. The ease of life in California was very hard to leave behind.
A flight away are my dearest friends, Venice beach and sunshine, it’s all there for me to visit, any time I want to go. The best of both worlds.
If I knew a year ago what I know now, I would say to anyone who wants to change their life, “Take a chance and a leap of faith.”
Go on, jump!
I have to say a massive thank you to Stella, Caroline and Lia for getting me through this week. Hurray for friends!
Thanks isn’t nearly enough and I’ll be cracking open the champagne at some point in the next few days but I have to say without the help of my good friends, true friends who showed up every day without being asked, who lugged boxes, moved furniture, shredded papers and moved plants; who let me talk about my garden, my dog, my work, my past and generally got me through what was a big emotional and physical transition, there’s no way I’d be almost done.
We’re down to the last few bits and pieces. I’m handing back the keys today and then my life in the little Venice garden apartment is over.
Time to move on!