WHERE I LIVE:
I live in a quiet cul-de-sac in Garden Grove, California. It's very territorial here. If you head east of McFadden, you'll find that it's mostly Asian people, stores, doctor's offices and even banks. If you head west of McFadden you'll find that it's mostly Mexican people, shops and restaurants. We are in the middle. Our surrounding neighbors are mostly asian and a few mexican families. My in-laws have been in this house for many years. This house was the house my husband was raised in. Thirteen years ago I came to this house a shy little girl that had trouble opening the patio sliding door. (looks like some things don't change, I had trouble opening the sliding door today.) This was the same house my father lived at before he was married. This was also the same house that my brother came to live while attending college in sunny California five years ago. This house is filled with so many memories and it's crazy to think after all these years, I now reside here as Isaiah's wife and a part of the family. I guess you could say I was always a part of the family but this time around it's more official. I have lived here a whopping three months and has taken some time to adjust. (I still find it crazy that it is the middle of November and there is not a single drop of snow which also means to me it doesn't feel like Christmas yet.) But in the end where I live has a true homey-ness about it. It's been a long time since I've had that feeling and it feels nice. Nice to have a certain type of stability; a stability parents set out to make for their children. My in-laws made their house a home and welcomed us with open arms. Home is where the heart is and my heart resides in California although I do miss Utah but that's mostly because a piece of my heart (Hola) resides there. I love you son!!