I was born in one of the most beautiful places in the world, Newport Beach, CA. From there I moved to Texas, where I lived for a few years, then moved back to California, but not to a nice part of California. We moved to the desert. This was all due to the fact that my father is in the army. Then we moved to Colorado where I have been ever since.
Colorado is a beautiful place. It has gorgeous mountains and scenery that you can’t get anywhere else. When the snow falls, it’s literally like you are living in a postcard. That feeling though only last for at the max a week, then its weeks of complaining for summer and warm California weather again.
The place in Colorado where I went to high school was not too welcoming of Californians. Many people there thought Californians were hippies, tree huggers, liberals, and crazy drivers. The crazy drivers part is true I have to say, but its necessary when your mom is from LA and doesn’t mess around on the roads. I used to try and tell everyone I was from Texas, because it was much more acceptable it seemed. Growing up though, I have discovered that I am and always will be a California girl. I love that place more than anything. Every time I step off the plane there its like I can breathe again (and yes its much easier to breathe there in general cause the air is not thin like it is here, but I’m talking emotionally and mentally that is how I feel). It is where my heart is at home.
I love the beach. It’s the most magical place. Its beautiful and there is a whole world within the ocean that we aren’t a part of. I honestly think seeing the sun set over the ocean with my feet in the sand is my favorite place in the world. And that is saying something. I love to travel. Europe is unlike any place I have ever been, and I would love to live there for a time in my life, but I know my home will always be California. Not just because of the scenery and atmosphere that is so inviting to me, but also because the people I love most in the world are there.
Of course my parents and brother are in Colorado with me and I love them more than anything, but they love California as much as I do. And I know there hearts are there too. So all the hearts of the people I love most are there. My family means everything to me, because of that it is hard to have lived this much of my life away from them. I don’t want my kids to only see them once or twice a year. I want all of us to be together, so we can randomly go to coffee or have a little family barbecue that I have missed out on so much of my life.
Now I love many people that do not live in California, and that is the hardest part I think. Knowing the place your heart is, but knowing not everyone will be there with you. That’s life though, and maybe I will end up in California and maybe I won’t. Life’s an incredible journey that gives no real direction, you just have to hop on board and ride. I hope to ride to the place my heart lies, then ride the waves on home.
