Seven Years of Change

I said good-bye "for now" to my Los Gatos site today - it's a small world, we could work together again on another protocol, who knows. I'm moving onto another department starting on Monday, which is almost like going to a completely new company given all the training I'll be having in the next month and a half and all the new people I'll be meeting and working with. As I drove home, I passed by my old company in San Bruno and then by another previous company in South San Francisco - I was driving passed my past. Three different companies, three parts of a pathway of progression to where I am professionally now.

When I first moved up here, I rented my own studio apartment in San Leandro, lived there for a couple years, learned about living on my own, sometimes the hard way, established myself and made some friends. Moved to Oakland in an edgy neighborhood and lived there for a little more than four years, continued to grow into my own, discovered the arts over again, traveled all across the country for work and fun, nurtured friendships that have grown lifelong. And now I'm living in my own condo studio in the heart of downtown San Francisco where I've dreamed of living, in the thick of it, in walking distance of so much, with a beautiful view, working from home, having the best of both worlds of being at home and traveling here and there.

When I packed up my car to move up here seven years ago at 26, I don't think I would've imagined my life to be the way that it is.

I have so much, I see it now.