Moving Out West After 30 Years in the South

Hey Everyone!

Last year around this time we moved out to California, nothing like what you think of when you think of California. We live in the high desert of California, the Mojave desert. It's beautiful in a bleak sort of way, expansive, vast, and windy. There is a very different sort of wildlife there to be sure. Our cat was eaten by coyotes. Lots of Joshua trees, crazy rock formations and loads of poppies in March to May. 

I dunno, I have a hard time liking this place, but it definitely makes you think of things differently. You appreciate humidity and thunder storms when they make it over the mountains, you love the vivid splashes of color from flowers, and little things that surprise you. Like humming birds and the unbelievable amount of roses that are pretty much year round. 

One other thing it reminds you of is the importance of community and having a support network. We moved out there not really knowing anyone, pregnant with our third child, and not knowing much about this place. I ended up being really depressed and went through a lot before I got any sort of treatment. Having a kid (hormones), while staying home with two others, not being able to work because of the child care costs, and no real support network = major depressive issues. Oh and southern hospitality is for real. I'm not saying people in California are rude etc, but there is a HUGE difference in the way people treat strangers and people in general. You don't notice while you're in the south, but when you leave it's very obvious.

I'm happy to say that we have since made friends that have moved and stayed, found a rhythm and routine, and are treating the depression from both ends. Not just the symptoms but finding out why it's there and what makes it somewhat better. Anyway, I'm going to try keeping this updated to get better at it, and maybe these random posts will be helpful to different people. 

love,

Liz