Yesterday afternoon, my plane skimmed over Sepulveda right before it hit the tarmac at LAX with the big blue pacific in view ahead of me and my eyes filled up with tears.....of joy. I was born and raised in Philly and Jersey, spent 4 amazing years in New England, and half of my family and loved ones live with me in Florida - so those places should be home. And they are, in a sense. There are many things I love and miss about all of those places. However, on an early morning walk down the hill to the pier this morning, Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf coffee in hand, the pacific ahead of me, the sun shining on me face while I was bundled up against the crisp cold morning I can't deny the truth that tugged at my very soul.
I. Am. Home.
|Mountains. How I have missed them!|
|My host Nick. Missed him so!|
|Just a beautiful Southern California Morning|
|Waves! Surf-able Waves!|
|This is how to start a morning. Hello Surfer boys!|
I'm back where I belong.