Feels like home

…and that’s because it is.

Earlier this week I finally stopped talking about moving back home to San Diego and just did it. The circumstances of the move are far from the perfection I painted in my mind for the four years I melted in the Valley of the Sun (Arizona), but it’s done and I’m a happier (better) person because of it.

Although I did have a complete meltdown the evening we arrived in San Diego (I’m allowed, moving is stressful), there’s a peace about me that surpasses my own comprehension. Reality tells me I should be totally stressed out and fearful about the future. Yet, I’m calm, confident and joyful.

There will certainly be challenges as we settle in here – like missing the really amazing friends we made in Arizona – but I’m not worried or anxious…at all. I know that despite the unsettling feeling of change, this change is good.

I’m home.