It’s hard to believe that on this Friday 13 years ago it was the eve of my great escape from San Francisco. It’s like an anniversary in a way, a day when I regained command of my life that had somehow spun wildly out of control several years before.
I took this photo with my parents and then-18 month old Jake at my home in San Francisco less than three months before I left with Jake that first Saturday in March.
This was our street. I think our house was fifth from the left.
Somehow it seems like a lifetime ago, not just a decade and then some.
Great blog! I was referred over via Jocelyn’s blog. Interesting that you are now a suburban wife with kids giving your background as free spirited globe traveler. I haven’t read through her blog but did you live in San Francisco or China in your previous marriage?
Thanks
Thank you so much for your comment and for finding my blog through Jocelyn! In my previous marriage, I lived in Hong Kong and San Francisco, but traveled to mainland China often in the 90s, mostly to Hubei province. I returned to Hong Kong last year for the first time since I left in 1998. In many ways it was like time had stood still, while in others it seemed completely changed.
Very interesting, Susan. And nice to see a photo of Avrom again.
Thank you so much, Van! It was quite a weekend back then. Budgie can tell you about; we were all on pins and needles!