As my faithful readers might remember…Child # 3..Also known as youngest daughter, moved to San Francisco at the beginning of December. (Read… Another Journey Begins)
When Heidi announced that she was moving, I was filled with concern. My daughter had never lived more than 3 miles from my husband and me and had never even visited San Francisco. I thought of all the things that could go wrong but of course Heidi had an answer for every worry I had. She had done extensive research and was a walking encyclopedia on San Francisco.
Here it is 14 weeks later (seems like an eternity) and Heidi has done very well for herself. First goal was to find a place to live. Housing in San Francisco is very expensive and you have to be flexible about living arrangements. Heidi rented a room and a bath in the basement level of a lovely home with the nicest landlords you could ever wish for. They are like having another set of parents and for that I am very grateful. She and another young lady/tenant share a beautiful kitchen that the landlords put a lot of hard work into creating.
Then my daughter got busy searching for a job that would utilize her skills and hopefully pay her bills. Heidi, a gifted songwriter, has many talents… one of them being her incredible people skills. When Heidi discovered a sales job she wanted, she went after it like a lioness. It wasn’t long before she was one of the top salespeople in the company.
Going out there without a car was a challenge she quickly met. Welcome to the world of public transportation. San Francisco has a lot of options available and with the lack of parking in this very overcrowded city, it is a blessing to have an efficient public transportation system.
So here I am months later, watching my courageous youngest daughter continue to expand her wings . Our nicknames for each other have always been Burdy and Little Burdy..So it seems symbolic for me to say:
“Keep on flying Little Burdy…Reach new heights…Enjoy the flight…And always remember (back at the nest) how much you’re loved!”
Debi Drecksler's passion is writing for and about the "guy on the street."
