We've been here in California now for 34 days..
It's begining to feel like home, but I have this anxiety in my stomach.
We're not entirely settled yet. Everything still feels so new and kind of crazy. I feel like we're on the brink of something. Like something has to give...
Sometimes I miss my old life. Our old home in New York... a steady income, reliable jobs and a place to call our OWN. Living here is so unpredictable.
Our money is running out
We're on the brink of success
or disaster.
So many changes in the past month and a half. My old life is beginning to fade away
I need the confidence inside to take that next big step and I'm scared.
And there's nothing to run back to. We've burnt all the bridges behind us. we can only move forward. We left everything we had and followed our hearts to get here...
But what if we DON'T make it?
Day 34 of 365 days