A One Way Ticket!
This is my last loose end from almost a year ago to post. So, once again it is back-dated for my organizational purposes. Don’t ask and I won’t tell. Just humor me or nod all is good.
On March 15th, 2 days before Jeff and I leave California to head east for Ollie’s first birthday, we meet Amanda and John at Nea in Laguna Beach for dinner. This will be the last time we see each other before they move to Dublin, Ireland.
About Laguna Beach:
Laguna Beach is a small coastal city in southern Orange County, California.
Before John and Amanda were married they moved here from Minneapolis, courtesy of Amanda’s job promotion with General Mills. (She grew up in Orange County and her parents live in Temecula in Riverside County, 73 miles south and east.) They leased a quaint cottage apartment on Terry Street, off the Pacific Coast Highway. John worked for College Living Experience where he assisted autistic students with transitioning into higher education at Orange County Community College.
The land in this seaside resort rises quickly from shoreline to the mounds and canyons of the low mountain range of the San Joaquin Hills. It’s isolated beaches, rocky bluffs, and craggy canyons have attracted tourists and artists since the late 1800s and early 1900s. Laguna Beach is also known for its environmental and historical preservation. (en.m.wikipedia.org)
So, before we meet Amanda and John for a farewell dinner of delicious pizzas and brewskis, I hope you enjoy with me the photos I captured of Laguna Beach before sunset.
(What’s up with the mysterious green dot in the above pics? Apparently when I cropped my originals on my iPad, I inadvertently added a markup. For now I have to live with it cuz I can’t figure out how to crop it out on WordPress. And yes, I already deleted the original photos.)
It’s a bittersweet experience as I say goodbye to one son and travel to share time with another, knowing that as I leave my second son I will head out to see my third bubba boy.
Sometimes I question my decision to live on the road. But I know my boys are happy for me. Besides, nothing is forever, except the love of family and friends. I know I am loved and I hope my family and friends feel the love from me.