When Mat and I left French Polynesia, it rained. The hostess at breakfast looked directly at us and said, ‘Bora Bora cries for you’. It stuck with us. This past Monday it rained in Long Beach, and we remembered her words-to us they meant ‘Long Beach cries for you’. It was so foggy out that from our balcony you couldn’t even see the ocean just feet away from the door. It’s as if she was hiding – not wanting to say goodbye (for now). Perhaps these are just things we tell ourselves to make choices that might be hard, seem easier. Either way, we know just how lucky we are to have these choices and remind ourselves of that each and every day.
It took just over ten days to clean, sort, dust, bubble wrap, pack, box, lift, lug, schlepp, donate, pitch, tape, patch, store, arrange and move from one tiny studio apartment to a 10 x 15 storage unit. With the help of many (friends, family and professionals) and a lot of aching muscles, it’s finally done. Stuff that took a decade to build and collect is now divided between a studio apartment in San Diego and a big giant box on Long Island. Locking the garage door of the unit, we looked at each other and said, this is ’our life in a box’. But we are more than our stuff and we choose to create memories over purchasing things…we will be just fine.
We felt that twinge of the past creeping in as we closed the door to apartment 2N for the last time. This was my first apartment. This was the first place that we lived together. Separate and together, we had many amazing moments inside and out of those four walls. Dessert nights and picnics, movie nights and sleepovers, dinners with friends and family, engagement joy and wedded bliss, travel planning, daydreaming and so much more happened here. It’s amazing what an empty apartment looks like at the beginning and end of a stay, but, it’s the magic in the middle that counts.
You never get another first apartment. Having always wanted to live on the ocean, I am so very lucky to have been able to call this one mine. The community at Sunrise Point Each was welcoming from day one. There have been people to look after me and learn from, those to celebrate and struggle through with, break bread with and deliver treats to, be part of the ‘beach crew’ with and to say hi to in the laundry room, hallway, lobby and lift as is what happens in any type of communal living setting. They’ve been a part of this past decade and won’t soon leave my life or memory.
I’m sure all people make transitions in their own way. For me, it’s nice to be able to have some sense of closure when possible and this trip to NY to close up that first apartment gave me that. With limited risk, we leave 2N to spend some time in what we’ve learned is known as ‘America’s finest city’ (San Diego) to experience a summer everyday lifestyle, work life balance and dine on an array of fish tacos greater than the amount of taxis in New York. As Ferris Bueller said, ‘life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.’
We’re doing just that. Spending some time ‘looking around’, experiencing another adventure and learning as we go. None of this takes anything away from the years spent growing, learning, experiencing and building in 830 Shore Road in Long Beach-I believe it’s what’s provided some of the building blocks that allowed me to make this jump. Thanks to all at Sunrise Point East and the LB Community at large who helped me grow. We’ll be back…that city has a way of doing just that-calling you home. Although it won’t be at apartment 2N, who knows, it might just be another one in the very same building that started it all. Meet you on the boards and see you on the sand, Long Beach.