I started thinking the last few weeks about what it was and why I began doing this whole blogging thing/share my entire life with complete strangers. Here is just a little bit of a back story as to WHY I decided to write this particular post.
Over the weekend I got an email from someone asking to buy my domain name, The Unexpected Housewife. I contemplated it for a while, still am thinking about it, not sure what to do just yet, because, I mean the whole point of building our empire is to one day have someone buy a domain that we have built to be something, I just never imagined that mine would be the very first one that someone would want. This event started to get me to thinking about my life the last few years, the life that made it possible for me to be an unexpected housewife.
I share often about our lives and the ups and downs. A select few people know exactly what I have gone through the last year with focusing on my mental health and seeking out the guidance of a medical professional. The thing that many don’t know is that some of the struggles I have had, go back 6 or 7 years, right about the time that I had just become a wife, my husband’s career had taken off, and I started to think about sharing some of our stories with the world. Because let’s face it, it was challenging to be a new wife in a new city with fast-paced careers. My blogging essentially began as a way to get ALL THE THINGS out that I just didn’t want to share with anyone else, so why not share with total strangers I didn’t know or just keep it as some type of online journal that I could reflect back on.
Fast forward and to be completely honest, my life as a blogger actually began because of death in our family that devasted me and is still something I deal with on a regular basis. So, how could I even contemplate leaving all the amazingness that was my life as The Unexpected Housewife, but I have left it to focus on just being me. So with all of this going on around me, I felt that it was pretty appropriate to share my very first post and the very start of what would become a pretty fun, tough, challenging, amazing, uplifting, emotional and eye-opening journey as The Unexpected Housewife.
So digging back into the archives for this one, all the way from August of 2013 when our journey to beginning life in the South was just beginning and my life had changed so much, but one thing remained the same, my heart was and always will be in San Francisco.
As my husband and I prepare to celebrate some pretty big milestones in the coming years, we began to think about what we should do to celebrate, it should also be noted that we do not have children so we could pretty much pack up and go wherever we wanted to go, but we kept coming back to the same result – San Francisco, specifically Napa Valley.
Almost twenty years ago I had the privilege of visiting San Francisco for the first time with my family and – I hated it. Surprised? The beauty and enjoyment, as I would discover later, cannot be seen or enjoyed through the eyes of a child.
Ten years later I went again and to say I fell in love was/is an understatement. I wanted to be in that city all the time and with college graduation around the corner I very well could have, but I fell in love with a boy instead and decided that my heart was meant to stay back east. I made the right decision when it came to that life choice, that boy is my husband and my everything.
I would inevitably visit the city by the bay multiple times over the next few years with those I loved, and to say goodbye to the ones I had loved. The city always remained the same for me, a place of excitement and wonder.
When I turned 21 I was able to enjoy my first glass of wine while visiting Napa Valley with my mother, grandmother, and my great-uncle. It is a memory that no one can take away from me and that not many people can say they have – to have enjoyed wine for the very first time with those who were with you when you took your very first breath of air as a baby, that to me is priceless. My family is the world to me and to have these memories, even after they are all gone, is why San Francisco is so close to my heart and a place that I will continue to go to year after year, if for nothing more then to know that those I loved, also loved sharing the city with me. It is the place that we all walked amongst the vines together and can continue to do so long after we are all gone.
The year my husband and I got married I lost two of the most amazing people anyone could ever have in his or her life. My great uncle was a true San Franciscan and was the very first person to show me all that the city by the bay had to offer. My family traveled to San Francisco to say goodbye to him and while on our trip my husband and I went to Napa Valley for the day to just get away from it all. The one thing that most don’t know is that while preparing to say goodbye to one amazing person, my mom was having to inform me that my grandmother was also dying. Even just writing that sentence I still cry thinking about every moment of that trip. What we didn’t know is that it would just be four short weeks to the day that we would have to say goodbye to my grandmother.
When I say Napa Valley and San Francisco are my everything, they are. Everyone who has been influential in my life has been with me at some point in San Francisco. Don’t get me wrong, as much as I have sad moments and have to walk away from life to just cry it out, I have some of the most wonderful moments in my life because of visits to that city.
I can still remember sitting in Boudin Bakery with my husband when he experienced sourdough bread for the first time. Something that I now find myself having shipped to us just to enjoy that crisp, chewy crust and warm soft center with a bowl of soup, even in the midst of an extremely hot summer.
So here we are, about to make some pretty big life decisions and so many milestones coming up that we find ourselves loving the city by the bay for all the adventures we have had and that we have yet to discover. The city by the bay may just be the place to go as we celebrate this milestone.