Ten years (and two days) ago, I boarded a plane to Los Angeles, and moved across the country away from everything I knew and everyone I loved. On Saturday, April 9, 2005, with no less than seven guide books tucked away in my luggage, my dream of living in California had become a reality. I soon met awesome people, made great friends, and with them, enjoyed life in Redondo Beach in a way I never anticipated. And I never used those guide books…
When I was 17, my high school English teacher asked us to write an essay on where we would be in ten years. 27 seemed like a lifetime away. I didn’t have a clue what I wanted to study in college and I didn’t have a boyfriend. Yet my teenage brain had a high powered career, husband, and kids locked down in ten years. No one can predict the future.
At 28, it would be my career that would bring me opportunities for a new chapter in life. And later, love, marriage, & kids would indeed bring me farther from where I began. Now, ten years after my move to L.A. (and two countries later), I have more memories than I could have hoped for and good friends to remind me of them. A lot can happen in ten years: weddings, babies, deaths. Ten years of events that have both pulled me closer to, and pushed me farther from, those whom I love most. Ten years of life changing, character shaping moments.
Today, I celebrate that move, the friends I made along the way, the good times shared. Today, I celebrate a charmed life.