While in NYC a few months ago, Alex and I had a distinct California moment. At some point during a random evening, we realized that we were the only ones in a restaurant NOT wearing black. Me, donning a vintage dress looking more like Janis Joplin than the icon herself and Alex in a cream colored cable knit sweater looking like an ordinary Cali dude shucking oysters in Tomales Bay. No matter, we had a fabulous evening with our East coast friends while realizing we had become genuine Californians not just by the way we dressed, but in the way we lived. Speaking to our hosts about how much we love the weather, the landscape and the spirit of the West, a deep feeling of contentment came over us. It has been two and a half years since our move to the West Coast and in this past year California really began to feel like home. We've made new friends, immersed ourselves in our respective jobs, expanded our networks and explored the many wonders of the Golden State.
I'm proud of my East Coast roots and will always honor them. I still get excited every time we travel there to reconnect with family and friends and to revisit the many places that have shaped us into whom we have become.
I want to thank our family and friends who have been patient and supportive during our move and for still remaining so close to us across the miles.
Happy New Year!