A love letter to Los Angeles

Hey you. I know it’s been awhile since we’ve seen each other, but I still think of you almost every day. Our time together will forever be burned in my mind. You came into my life at a time when I needed you. You embraced me without hesitation and eventually allowed me to call you Home.

But our love affair started long before I moved to be with you. You met me as a young kid, filled with endless wonder and a burning passion for what you had to offer. We only saw each other every 2-3 years, but I always knew I wanted to return to you.

Remember when I was 10, and I told you I wanted to make a career in the movie industry? I didn’t lie to you. Due to certain circumstances, I had to begin my filmmaking education here in Chicago. You remained patient. You let me do what I needed to do, always assuring me you’d always be there. Waiting.

Eventually, the time had come. I packed my car filled with my most valuable possessions and drove across the country to be with you. It took 3 days to get to you, but I wouldn’t trade that journey for anything. I saw the most amazing things our beautiful country had to offer.  It was so worth it.

When I arrived at your doorstep, I was nothing but a shell. I had no clue what was going to happen. No friends. No family. No job. Very little money. All I had was a car full of crap and a dream. Yet you still took me in.

Through the grace of whatever is Holy, you offered me shelter in an area I wanted to be. And even better, it was rent-controlled shelter. Booya!  After we spent a few weeks brainstorming, you eventually employed me, which allowed me to further pay for my rent-controlled awesomeness.

Things were looking up. This was meant to be.

As our love affair continued, you introduced me to amazing people that I’m still friends with today. You introduced me to the peace and therapeutic properties of just taking daily walks along the beach. You allowed me to explore a freedom I’ve never known before. You also educated me in a business that no school could teach. Giving me the gift of working at a movie studio was the best gift ever. You handed me my dream on a platter, and I graciously accepted. I worked really, really hard to make you happy. I hope I didn’t disappoint.

Things weren’t always perfect. Every once in a while you liked to test me, just to see how strong I was. And I thank you for that. Being with you, completely on my own, thousands of miles from my roots, helped shape the woman I am today.

When I gave myself to you, I gave nothing less than 100%. And you returned that love 10-fold.

Making the choice to leave you wasn’t easy, trust me. But please understand that at that point in my life, I felt the need to move on. The years that we spent together were some of the best of my life. I don’t regret a single moment.

You have been, and always will be, one of the biggest loves of my life. And one day I promise to return to you. We’ll have lunch, share a bottle of wine and laugh, as I tell you stories of my experiences, how amazing my kids are, and the wonderful life I have now. I owe a lot of that to you.

It’s never goodbye, it’s see ya later.

All my love,

Red

 

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