I miss sitting in the backyard of my parents’ house in Ventura with my sisters as we watch our pups play together. Enjoying the California sun and sipping Chief Peak beer from Topa Topa. I miss running and surfing at C-Street. I miss hiking Arroyo Verde at sunset. I miss eating menudo on Sunday mornings. I miss a life that I created for myself out of necessity when COVID hit in March. A life that I thought I had outgrown and grew tired of four years ago when I decided to move to Washington State for something new at the tail end of a tough Saturn Return.

I returned to my apartment in the Seattle neighborhood of Capitol Hill and to my job as a Director at a school at the end of April. I have tried to pick up my life since COVID hit, but the difference from when I left-off to now in this “new normal,” makes it easy to romanticize the initial shelter in place moment of COVID. You miss what you can’t have and familiarity breeds contempt is at the forefront of my thoughts.

My younger sister thinks it’s only a matter of time until I return and maybe she is right. I do not know.

One thought on “Missing Ventura….

  1. Your heart knows where you should be, and your maturity and smart thinking knows when the time is right. We love you and are so proud of everything you continue to accomplish in life, the new friends you’ve made and shared with us. You helped us all adventure out. We will continue to visit Seattle, and Canada and for that we thank you. We are all home and when it’s your time to return we will be waiting with open arms.

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