Change

I am picking up the apartment to get ready for the furniture to arrive. I feel the strange mix of sad happiness that comes with something ending. Coming to Arizona has been hectic. Back and forth from California, emptying one apartment, moving to another. Working full time. I have anticipated the furniture arriving because it meant comfort. Now it means the end. This furniture was bought while we were in Dana point. While it was on the truck this past month there was still a space between Arizona and California. Now all the familiar California things will be here. Change is good. Arizona is the place I need to be. It is just one more California loss I accept