An excerpt from the new post: "All my life, the cities I’ve lived in have felt like temporary homes. Growing up, my family moved back and forth between Los Angeles and Honolulu, and I knew that Santa Cruz, where I lived for four years in college, wasn’t a city I’d remain in after graduation. Now, though, for the first time, I’m beginning to get a sense of what it might feel like to be a part of a community. To settle in. To make a place my own. And I’m realizing I don’t just want to exist as part of my neighborhood—I want to know it. More importantly, I want to know the people I share it with—and not just the ones whose lives look like mine."
Read the rest on the Equals Record, here. You can find past entries from my weekly column, Looking Forward (all about the ups and downs of "growing up" in my twenties), here. Thanks so much for your support and kindness, as always.
Image: "Houses and Birds" by Judy Kaufmann.
amazing, as always. what a gift you have!
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ReplyDeleteThat sense of belonging and being a part of your community is such an amazing feeling and you've captured it beautifully!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words, beautiful feeling. Yesterday I was writing down my notebook about this same thing, I'm starting to feel part of a community for the very first time in my life. It's kind of weird I had to wait over thirty years to feel home. So glad you are belonging to such an amazing city. xo
ReplyDeleteThank you, guys! Carol, that's amazing. We're both so lucky to feel this way!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post! What a nice barber. I've always love my area/neighbourhood that's why even when moving houses/apartments I have never chosen to move out of it. But that sense of belonging is something I've only gained recently - involving an eventful meeting with some old folks at the park.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you found a place to call your own.