Everyone comes from somewhere, that is just a fact of life. Sometimes we stay and sometimes life takes us away from the old and gives us something new. I grew up in Tacoma, WA. I lived in Tacoma until I was pregnant with my oldest, I was 29, my dearest was a commercial fisherman and gone for many weeks at a time. So I moved to Olympia where my mom and sisters lived.
My dearest and I lived in and around Olympia for about four years when we came to Ocean Shores to stay with his mother so we could buy a house in Yelm (insert eye roll here). The deal fell through and we in turn fell in love with Ocean Shores.
Standing on the beach and looking west forever gives you the sensation of living at the end of the world…honestly I really think I do at times. I will have to post some pics tomorrow. There is nothing quite like it in the world, at least that I have experienced so far.
Ocean Shores has become our new ‘hometown’ but we both really miss some of the conveinences of true city life. I have to drive 30-35 minutes to Safeway and 35-45 minutes to Wal-Mart. Costco is 1 1/2 hours away to Olympia. The funny thing is, there were times in the city that I would drive 20-30 minutes to go to a specific store but I hate driving to Safeway more than once a week. When we plan a trip into Olympia, Tacoma, or even Seattle we always think about where we want to eat…what do we want that we can’t get at home or even close to home.
We were talking about this same subject with a friend today and how sad it really is that at times there is nothing good to offer here…that really helps to make us feel isolated. So we end up going to Olympia, at least, once a month and we have fun doing it but boy is it nice to come home to a town with no traffic lights.
I remember when Veronica was about 4 years old and we went to Seattle and she asked us how they grow their buildings so tall and can we do that at home. That is truly a small town child.