When I was 9 years old ... I decided I wanted to move to California. Deep down in my soul I knew I was a California girl. How I knew that at 9 years old - I couldn't explain. I tried to talk my dad into changing jobs so that we could move. That wasn't going to happen. So I set my mind on plan B - someday somehow head west. For those that don't know ... I am originally from Delaware. Cold half of the year - and I was kind of sick a lot as a kid. I saw California as a sunny place that I needed to be. I was super shy growing up and most people laughed at me when I said I was heading to California someday.
I made my big move in the summer of 1988. On my visits back to Delaware ... usually summer ... I would run into classmates and friends. They would wonder why they hadn't seen me in a while. It was very cool to tell them that I had moved to California. Most didn't believe me because it just didn't seem like something I would ever do ... so shy and quiet. There was college of course ... then a career ... marriage and kids.
Fast forward 27 years later - enjoying life in Southern California!
My family is still in Delaware ... as are some friends I keep in contact with. Lately ... the weather reports for the east coast ... Yikes!!! I know for a fact that I would be miserable there. I despised the cold weather then ... nothing has changed. We occasionally visit the snow (the drive is just a few hours away). The great thing is we can come home and go to the beach the next day.
Yes ... it can be expensive to live in Southern California ... But I have always said that I will happily pay not to shovel snow!
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