It's been fun San Francisco!!!

Hi guys!

So this post has been long due. Thanks to those who have reached out and have asked, so did you moved to New York City? Yes, we did! (more about that on a later post ) This post is about our two and a half years of adventures in San Francisco. 

We moved to SF when Dominika was just shy of four months old. I remember vividly how tiny she was, the crazy amount of containers we moved in with, all the new and more new. My neural connections most have been overloaded with all the changes; and I had fun. It was awesome, hard (logistics of transportation and trying not to get lost) and full of the unknown (my favorite part). 

People danced at a different beat there, and the cultural values were much different than Ohio( my previous home). We started to meet people, create connections and after couple of months we found our Epic church community

As I reflect on our time in the fabulous city that San Francisco is, the one thing that seems to stand out the most in my mind are the faces of people. Friends, neighbors, mentors, soul-sisters, playdates and  meet ups with very special human beings. San francisco, it was so much fun to have lived within your chambers in Soma, walking distance from the  Embarcadero, to have been able to visit the Golden Gate Bridge and Golden Gate park ad libitum. But do you wanna know what I treasure the most of my time there? The people!

As time went by, new challenges arose and my husband started traveling a lot for work, and through that experience God taught me so many lessons I'm very grateful for.

Within your territory, dear San Francisco, I learned to embrace motherhood in a way that I had not known before. With its challenges and joys, God taught me to magnify the good and live more deeply in the present moment. I began to see more beauty in the messes and became more optimistic than ever. My children began to grow, and I with them.

In your land, San Francisco, I grew closer to God. I learned to seek Him more for the sheer pleasure and privilege of his divine presence rather than for what He could give me or protect me from. 

I began to understand more of what His calling is for my life and make more sense of the seemingly disconnected pieces.

We grew closer as a family unit despite the distance, and made sure to have as much quality time as possible.

I watched my children love others with a tender and giving heart.

I overcame some  fears and grew bolder in the areas that needed it.

I'm tremendously grateful for my time there. It has been fun San Francisco, you have a very special place in my heart.

And now on to new adventures,

Thank you Lord.

Family Outing: Murals at the Mission

Last weekend, while my sister was in town, we went on a family tour of the Mission Neighborhood. It was my sister's first time there, and she loved it. One of our favorite things about this neighborhood are the amazing murals. Full of color and dramatic in context, just how we like it!

We were a little too indulgent this time around and got amazing pizza at Farina. We originally went to pizza Delfina but we got tired of waiting. There is a big difference ,we noticed, between waiting for a party of four than of five; much longer wait for a party of five! So instead we opted for Farina. Such a great pick (thanks Wally!), food was amazing and servers spoke italian, which I was glad to use! 

We were basically on a mission in the Mission, get it? haha. I can be very silly, ask my sister. On our walking tour, we saw a latino festival with (parrillada)food and live music, havana musicians, captivating murals, kids singing with mariachis(bonus!) and latino panaderias which I have got to try with my sister next time. So many memories it brought back, talk about nostalgia in a good way. The whole place reminded me of parts of my own country, the colors, the food and the people, I suppose. 

On our way, my sister and I got Boba Guys drinks( It's my Mission fix). That Horchata drink is so so good, maybe I'll learn how to make it. The end of our "tour" ended up at Humphrey Slocombe Ice Cream shop, so the guys could get their fix. 

My sister Tatiana and I.

Cuddly bear

Diavolo pizza and prosciutto pizza. 

Shrimp and pesto lasagna. Intriguing flavors.

I gotta visit this place.

Havana musicians.

Mark Jacinto loved the murals too.

Ciao amici