It’s easy to feel like you’re on a long term vacation living in California. Especially for a girl from Pennsylvania who still isn’t used to the constant sunny skies and being blessed with the Pacific Ocean out her front window. A place feels even less like home when the first thing you do on your Christmas vacation is hop on a plane and go to your real “home”. Prior to this year, that is what I’d always done, and loved every minute of it.
This year, there was a pang of sadness at the thought of not having snow out my front window on Christmas morning and packing up the car and heading to Erie (while begging my dad to drive slower in the snow) to head to my grandparent’s house.
But there is also such excitement surrounding this Christmas in the Duthie household. It’s our very first Christmas together and our last one alone before we’re a family of 3. Not traveling this Christmas means quality time spent together in our amazing city; that’s the best gift of all. Life is hectic and we’re beginning to realize our days of ‘just the two of us’ are dwindling. So we’ve already been enjoying the slower pace of this week; spending time together during the day, eating dinner together at night, and just reading on the couch. We’re looking forward to creating some Christmas traditions of our own for our family.
So while Pennsylvania will always be home and I’ll miss everyone dearly this Christmas, I’m happy to say that I no longer feel like I’m on a long term vacation in San Diego. I’m home.
So what does Christmas in San Diego look like?!?! Here’s some pictures from this morning. I went walking in a winter wonderland…..well, sort of!