Ten Years in California
Ten years ago today I left Montreal and moved to California.
California wasn’t my first choice (New York was), but I needed to start a new chapter for a variety of reasons and its palm tree lined streets would be my destination.
It took me a long time to get along with Los Angeles. Its traffic, its pressures, its cost of living, it all added up to a lot of stress for me for a lot of years.
But as I started to mellow out and become more native in my thinking, its streets, avenues and yes, even the freeways, opened up a world of possibilities.
It’s the place where I got engaged. It’s the place where my career took off in ways I could have never imagined. It’s the place where I met interesting people, saw interesting things, went to interesting places. It’s the place that taught me about good sushi, clean living and the benefits of a healthy lifestyle. It’s the place where I had my babies, where I bought my first house, where I experienced the infinite joys of having the mountains, the desert and the beach all just a short drive away.
California may or may not be our final destination. We may look back one day on this decade in the sun and see it as just another chapter in our lives. Or we may continue to write our story here. We’re not really sure at this stage. But whatever road we take, the years we spent navigating its palm tree lined streets will always feel like home.
Thank you for ten great years, California. I am going to celebrate you today.
*photo via here*