From Boston to San Diego; A Love Letter to Growth

Dear Boston,

These past three years have felt like both a lifetime and the blink of an eye. I arrived not knowing just how much I would grow, change, and come home to myself. Boston, you’ve held me through it all—through seasons of discomfort, discovery, healing, and quiet joy.

I’m so deeply grateful for the sense of home I found here—not just in the physical locations, but within myself. Building an inner sense of safety and connection has been one of the most meaningful parts of my journey, and I’ll carry that foundation with me wherever I go. Doing this kind of inner work—unseen but so transformative—is something I care about deeply, and I’ll forever be thankful for what I’ve learned in this chapter.

This past week, I made the cross-country drive to San Diego. The journey itself was wild and beautiful, but now I find myself standing at the edge of something entirely new. A fresh chapter is opening—one that brings excitement and nerves in equal measure. New landscapes, new people, new work, new rhythms. With all of that, I hope to find new perspectives, deeper connections, and an even greater sense of internal steadiness and belonging.

This might not be a forever goodbye—life has its way of looping and circling back—but it is a moment of deep gratitude. Thank you, Boston, for everything you gave me and everything you helped me find within myself.

P.S.

Dear little me,

Life is worth living. Worth waiting for. Worth working through.

There may never be a life without pain—but you will grow your capacity to hold it, and in doing so, you’ll expand your ability to see the beauty and feel the joy that surrounds you.

You are strong. You are powerful. You are beautiful.

You are young. You are alive. You are soft.

You are free. You are whole.

And you are becoming—always, and already.

With Love,

Britney