redo

I'm not sure what in me perpetuates this, but I just uprooted my life again this week.  I tore the roots out and am now trying to re-plant them in San Francisco soil.  How painful this process is!  I can remember being so excited for the transition out here the first time I came, 6 years ago.  I wasn't particularly attached to Birmingham where I'd gone to college and everyone else was moving on to new things, too, since we'd all graduated.  This time, I left a place I love, great friends and community that I love, and a man I love.  I don't really know if I want this redo on my life in this city that I love.  So far, I'm having a hard time loving it...