You’ve moved to a city you’re afraid to live inMy Daughter said…
It’s definitely been an adventure moving to a city with the chronic problems San Fransisco has. One night I was invited to speak on a panel. It was in Nob Hill which is not the most dangerous part of the city, but I was determined to drive there and wanted my daughter who lives in Nob Hill to go with me. She refused and said she wanted to walk and would meet me there. I literally was insisting that I pick her up to drive two blocks and valet park. That is when she stated the obvious that I had moved to a city that I was afraid to live in. I was affronted by her comment and told her so. The word affronted was used often in the Beatrix Potter stories I would read my children when they were small and we use it often in our family, but she was right.
After finding nothing to be so fearful of after going it alone, parking and then getting home safely I relaxed a bit. I don’t want to live in fear and I could feel my fear holding me back from doing things I wanted to do.
The physical beauty of San Francisco will never be lost on me. I love everything about it. I love the architecture, the water, the way the streets are laid out, the interesting small neighborhoods, the lavender light that touches the white buildings outside my window. I even like the new buildings that are made of green glass and how they compliment the older buildings. I want to see the city improving, but so many people are complacent to its problems that I do not see that happening anytime soon.
Because of this and many other factors I’ve decided to concentrate on only the things I love about living here. I love watching the sunset and sunrise. That has probably been my favorite part of living here. I love watching the clouds and the sky with the twinkling lights below at night. I love walking down the street in my sneakers. I love watching the people who are of all walks of life and come here from all over the world. What’s not to love?
Love and blessings to all.