Gosh this place smells amazing.
Seriously. I think when you live in El Paso and you visit somewhere else – you realize how other places smell so good.
So we’re out in Santa Clara for my grandma’s 90th birthday. Bella and I flew out Thursday and, after delays and a nearly missed connecting flight, we arrived to a pretty sweet hotel here.
It’s so green and gorgeous. Growing up, we made the trip out here pretty frequently to see my extended family, so this area is like a second home. It’s different coming out here and then heading back to El Paso. There is a part of me that wishes we lived somewhere green and lush, and a part of me that wishes I’d not taken living in San Diego for granted at the start of our marriage.
I do know that a lot of that attitude had to do with me not being thankful/happy for much of anything. I was always searching for the next better thing.
El Paso has taught me such a valuable lesson about truly being able to be content and love where you are – not just long for where you wish you were.
That view comes from some very hard lessons and God – not my own specially smart brain.