Learning to love where I live

Christchurch Meadow on one side & bustling city centre on the other. We sat in the park on our picnic blanket & got soaking after a ‘paddle’ in the lido.
I’ve never wanted to put down roots here & it’s strange after a few years to be suddenly discovering where I live. Felt quite wistful. Ok, but perhaps a bit lonely or disconnected. Jealous of the people who always stayed where they were born & have such a wide network.
How could I wish to change anything though? Everything that went before led me to Bertie.