Dios mio...it
just dawned on me that I've officially lived in my Arcadia apartment for a year now. It's amazing what can happen within 365 days. This time last year I was packing up my little life in Glendora and saying good bye to the family I had grown to love. I knew it wasn't goodbye forever. Carlos and I were taking the next major step in our relationship. The whole ordeal was exciting, but we were practically already living with one another. It was nice picking out this apartment. I'm
extremely impatient, so after one week I was ready to give up. Carlos on the other hand, was the calm one. He knew we would find our perfect place. I remember the day we came into look at it and he was head over feet...the bowl of fruit tiles in the kitchen is what had me sold :)
Arcadia is a very serene city. I mean, who wouldn't love neighbors that mind their own business and roaming peacocks everyday!?! So much has happend here. Chapters began and ended as drama unfolded. Gatherings were had, sleepovers commenced, tears shed and endless amounts of laughter. Though the walls are still stark white. My little apartment has only a few splashes of personality, but I like it that way. I feel comfortable here, certain days sting but I'm not afraid to be alone here. The fact that it's now a year and I'm not on the hunt for a new place to call home is epic.
It's interesting to try and think ahead as to whether or not I'll still be here in a year, I mean that in all sense of the word.
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