The first picture I'll comment on is my "Profile" image. My son Erik actually took that one as the sun set somewhere in the central valley of California, mid-way in our 3 day drive to Bend. I remember actually feeling queasy at times when a wave of "what am I doing?" would wash over me. In the preceding 45 years I had never moved outside of San Diego County. Technically, Temecula was just over the border in Riverside County (still is for that matter), but between the time I spent at my job in San Diego and the time spent in my car commuting to/from that job, I was still a San Diegan for a good chunk of my week. So with our home sold behind us and just a hotel reservation ahead, it was a wee bit unsettling to say the least. Someday I'll write about what pushed me to move out of my comfort zone and into Central Oregon. I'll entitle the post "Homesick for a place I never lived."
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Showing posts with label California. Show all posts
Thursday, April 17, 2008
From the Center, Outward
I wish I had started this blog months ago when we first arrived in Bend. There have been many amazing moments in the not-quite six months that we've been here, and I regret that I did not capture them in a blog as they occurred. So I've decided that in addition to my intention to post on a regular basis going forward, I'm going to try and fill in some points on the timeline going the other direction as well. I appear to have taken somewhere between 600 and 700 pictures and videos since September so I'll use those as a catalyst for some of my memories.
The first picture I'll comment on is my "Profile" image. My son Erik actually took that one as the sun set somewhere in the central valley of California, mid-way in our 3 day drive to Bend. I remember actually feeling queasy at times when a wave of "what am I doing?" would wash over me. In the preceding 45 years I had never moved outside of San Diego County. Technically, Temecula was just over the border in Riverside County (still is for that matter), but between the time I spent at my job in San Diego and the time spent in my car commuting to/from that job, I was still a San Diegan for a good chunk of my week. So with our home sold behind us and just a hotel reservation ahead, it was a wee bit unsettling to say the least. Someday I'll write about what pushed me to move out of my comfort zone and into Central Oregon. I'll entitle the post "Homesick for a place I never lived."
The first picture I'll comment on is my "Profile" image. My son Erik actually took that one as the sun set somewhere in the central valley of California, mid-way in our 3 day drive to Bend. I remember actually feeling queasy at times when a wave of "what am I doing?" would wash over me. In the preceding 45 years I had never moved outside of San Diego County. Technically, Temecula was just over the border in Riverside County (still is for that matter), but between the time I spent at my job in San Diego and the time spent in my car commuting to/from that job, I was still a San Diegan for a good chunk of my week. So with our home sold behind us and just a hotel reservation ahead, it was a wee bit unsettling to say the least. Someday I'll write about what pushed me to move out of my comfort zone and into Central Oregon. I'll entitle the post "Homesick for a place I never lived."
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