Yesterday marks my 9 year anniversary since I got on my 1-way flight to Oceanside, California and never looked back.
When I was 8, my family came to New York from Russia. I immediately realized the cold weather was not for me. I hated it. Then one day I saw Baywatch on TV and I knew wherever that is, that was where I belong and knew one day I would live there. I had no idea at the time where that was. When I was in my 20's I used to dream about driving a car in LA with my windows down listening to music. I was always too scared to drive when I lived in New York, but I really wanted to learn and could see myself enjoying it.
19 years later, my sister’s husband passed away and she decided to move to Oceanside, CA with her 2 babies who I desperately loved. I desperately wanted to be close to. At the time I was tied down by a full-time job in New York and a husband who after 8 years, was still not ready to move that far away with me. Then I suddenly lost my job 3 weeks later my marriage fell apart. Just like that my life was shattered, and just like that I was free. After crying in bed for a week with minimal food, I picked myself up and booked my 1 way ticket to California. I was forced to learn how to drive immediately after moving here and 8 months later, I bought my very first car and I drove it allover with my windows down blasting loud music. I was living my dream! What a surreal feeling!
If it wasn’t for all 3 devastating events, I’d never be where I am today. You see, I would never have made that leap on my own. But my heart knew I belonged here and some way or another, fate would bring me here. Sometimes, some devastating events have to occur in your life to get you out of your comfort zone, to get you to make a giant change in your life to get to where you truly belong.