As those of you who read this blog often know, my husband and I have been in Southern California since just before the housing market took off like a rocket. We didn’t purchase a home at the right time, and the homes we started looking at, which were in the $300K price range, shot up to the $600K price range seemingly overnight.
Shot up so fast and so hard that we stood slack jawed, pushed out of buying a home.
This took place about two to three years ago, and since this time we have been stuck in some sort of weird limbo place. Do we stay or do we go has been a question that we have asked ourselves over and over again.
For some time we have considered what it would be like to move away from California. There are things that we love here: Our friends, the weather, the community in which we are living.
We enjoy the beach and the mountains, so it is great to have them both so close by. We are outdoor people, sports enthusiasts. We like to hike and bike, and all of these things are perfect here in Southern California.
We also enjoy great culture, such as going to the theater or seeing an outdoor concert with our kids. Just tonight we went to music in the park. We packed some food, some blankets, and off we went, down to a nearby park where more than one hundred other people, all loaded down with the same goodies, ended up.
Yet because of the cost of housing, life here has been difficult. This has been made even more difficult by the fact that our families are all so far away (east coast versus our west coast residence).
So this week my husband took a big step and interviewed for a position with the same company but on the opposite end of the states.
And he got it.
Our family is heading back east.
This is a big move for us. Our children were born here, and we have never had kids and lived within a short (several hour) drive of our families. Our kids have been back and forth cross country many times; in fact, our oldest is such a traveler that she knows exactly what to do at the airport, and she flies like a pro! Yet she doesn’t remember what her nanny and pop pop look like.
We are excited, scared, nervous, elated, overjoyed, and afraid.
We will miss the place that we have called home for the past six years. We know, deep down, that as we say goodbye we are saying goodbye to some great friends we’ve met along the way. And as we do this, we know we will never be back-at least, not to live-and that many of these friendships will become, as many do, simply memories we store in our mind.