In The Home Stretch

I've lived in the city of Ventura for 38 years. You would think that it would be the place I call home but, deep within my heart, when I say I want to go home, I am talking about Sunland/Tujunga, the place I was raised, and maybe a little bit of La Crescenta, which is where we moved when I was 13ish. Both cities are suburbs of Los Angeles.

Ventura (60 miles NW) is podunk compared to LA and driving here is, well...........(yawn) kind of sleepy. I am completely accustom to it though, it's been a long time. 

On those days when we decide to venture east to LA, whether to sight see or visit one of my siblings, it's a chance to enjoy the ride.....and I do. Something happens when I get about half way there. I sit a little snugger in my seat, I make sure my mirrors are quite well adjusted, we often have the music on and I morph back into the person I was meant to be. It's like putting on a favorite old pair of jeans and a lovely soft flannel shirt. It just fits. 

I become more aware, more aggressive (which required to get anywhere) and feel like I belong. Traffic doesn't bother me in the least, unless I am late to the airport, and rude drivers are expected, no surprises there. 

I love to drive but I really love to drive back home.

Even after all these years, and even though I would never move back, I am still an LA kind of girl.

Where is your "home"?






Comments

  1. Margaret (Peggy or Peg too)April 12, 2021 at 5:12 AM

    Wherever Rick is.

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  2. Marie SmithApril 12, 2021 at 5:13 AM

    Oh, I hear you! I love PEI but my home is east coast Newfoundland. The granite cliffs, the roar of the sea, the lilt of the speech, even the pea soup fog. Home! There’s nothing like it.

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  3. anne marie in phillyApril 12, 2021 at 6:11 AM

    philly, of course! :)

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    1. LindaApril 12, 2021 at 8:44 AM

      Well, I already knew that about you Anne Marie. You've created your home for yourself since there was no one in your childhood loving enough to do it for you. I love how you've done that.

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  4. Debra She Who SeeksApril 12, 2021 at 10:55 AM

    Edmonton is my home right now. Winnipeg was the home of my youth and always has a special place in my heart because of that.

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  5. BillApril 12, 2021 at 11:45 AM

    Where the ocean is you'll find me close by on the west coast of Ireland.

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  6. JeanieApril 12, 2021 at 12:11 PM

    I guess I've always been home, just one different streets. But I think that feeling you get is one I get when I go to the cottage. A good feeling!

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