In August 2021, my family and I—my husband, Steven, and our now 15, almost 16-year-old daughter—packed up our lives in sunny Southern California and moved across the globe to Marbella, Spain without ever having stepped foot in the country. It was a place we had researched and envisioned for retirement, but I hadn’t expected to call it home so soon. And yet, somehow, it was exactly where I was meant to be. Now, after 3 ½ years of living here, I find myself reflecting on this journey on my birthday—or at least, sort of my birthday, given my leap year birth. Stepping into this new year, I do so with…