Remember that beloved childhood story?
I’ve always related more to the city mouse.
I grew up in La Canada, an idyllic suburb of Los Angeles, with all of its culture and possibilities at my fingertips. La Canada is a hop, skip and a jump away from the famous Rose Bowl stadium in Pasadena. I didn’t stray far when I traded the mountain air of the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains for the salty air of Loyola Marymount University in Westchester, California. Both places are imbedded in a metropolis bustling with businesses, restaurants, museums, and theme parks. For the last decade, my husband, two kids and I have been back in my hometown.
But things are about to change. Big time. We’re embarking upon a new adventure.
We’re moving to Oklahoma!!!
We’re excited to share a different kind of life with our kids. A slower pace. Time for tubing and fishing on the lake. I could start that vegetable garden I’ve talked about for the last seven years. My kids are eager to volunteer on a farm and care for animals. I anticipate adding bird watching to my list of hobbies. Cacaw! Cacaw! I’m not joking.
We’re excited for our kids to experience a variation in weather and seasons. Thunderstorms, colorful autumn leaves, snow!
I’m not going to pretend I’m a complete stranger to Oklahoma. When I was in my mid-twenties, I met a strapping boy with the shoulders of a linebacker and a Texas drawl. We’ll call him John…
…because that’s his name. We felt an instantaneous connection.
This was us then. Awwwww, weren’t we cute?
This is us now.
Just kidding! Those are my grandparents.
This is us now!
Not so conveniently, two weeks after we met, John was moving to a town in Oklahoma that I’d never even heard of.
…Heard of it?
Seven months later, I packed up my little red jeep, said goodbye to my adorable apartment in Marina del Rey and made the big drive halfway across the country in pursuit of love. My friends and family thought I was insane.
Turns out, my female intuition served me well. John and I got married and had a baby. That’s right, our Isabel is an Okie. A few years later, we moved back to La Canada to be closer to my family, and Brady joined us not long after that.
We now find ourselves at this huge crossroads in our lives. We love it here in La Canada, but we’re ready for something different.
We’re really excited, but there’s definitely some trepidation. It’s taking a lot of courage to uproot our kids, take them out of their top-notch school, leave our tribe of family and friends, and sell our house where we brought Brady home from the hospital and where Isabel has grown from a toddler into a young lady. It will be sad to abandon the breathtaking beaches where my children frolic, the majestic mountains where I hike with my girlfriends, our backyard that doesn’t have mosquitos, and beautiful Southern California. There may be other challenges. I’m a horrible gardener. Football makes me yawn. I don’t like creepy crawlies like tarantulas and scorpions.
But, life is about taking risks, right? I invite you to join me on this exciting journey as I venture to relate a little bit more to that country mouse.