It’s been a bittersweet week in Culver City. I’ve been enjoying the beautiful fading light and the colorful sunsets of early winter. I’ve been decorating the house, hiding the gifts and preparing for family to visit from out of town. But I’ve also known that after New Years a big change is going to come. In order to be closer to my mother and grandmother, to be closer to nature and to pursue a gentler life than is possible in one of the world’s busiest cities, we will be moving to Tacoma, Washington.
My husband and I have known for weeks and yet, amidst all of our own excited anticipation, unspoken questions have lingered: when do we tell the kids that they will soon be saying goodbye to almost everyone and every place they’ve ever known?
If you were in on Wednesday night and you saw my two weeping, wailing, bawling children, you might think that wasn't the best time or place to break the news. And yet, due to its proximity to a certain ice cream parlor, Daphne’s turned out to be a very good choice because once the initial torrent of tears ran dry, I was able to take them next door to and make it better with ice cream.
And then I was able to give them one last wintry run around the . Momentarily forgetting their cares, the kids played superspy, chased each other in circles and picked magic berries from the bushes outside . They shrieked and laughed until Ashton was so exhausted he could hardly walk. Then they cried some more.
A few days later the news has sunk in and we’ve all begun saying our good-byes; to where Ashton used to drink the half-and-half out of the creamer after I had my espresso; to and to , where the “Villa” is in Italian and the ”Italian” is in English; to , and ; to the and Trader Joe’s and and Payless Produce; and and The Culver Hotel; to Tellefson Park and Vet’s park and Coombs Park and Carlson Park.
The list goes on and on but it’s nowhere near as long as the list of people without whom all those meals and coffees and walks and play dates would not have been possible. To each and every one of you, I give my deepest thanks and say my tenderest good-bye. And while those goodbyes are the hardest to say, each one comes with a hope and an expectation that we will see each other soon and under the happiest of circumstance.
Happy New Year Patch readers. Happy New Year, Culver City.