I left on Thursday - it couldn't have been more horrible timing with my Grandpa going into the hospital. I spent a lot of time on the phone with my family trying to decide if I was going to go to Idaho to be with him or keep my vacation plans. These are, of course, the worst kinds of decisions to have to make as there really is no right choice. After a conference call with my dad - we decided that I should still go to California. Although there will some people who would argue that I made the wrong choice - I know that it was the right thing to do for me. That being said - I probably wasn't the best version of myself on this trip.
California is where my oldest and longest friend lives. I have been friends with Diana for as long as I can remember - I literally can't remember a time when we weren't friends. Her family has been my extended family and I'm glad I got to spend this weekend with them. They don't care if I'm off my game or a little less social and smiley than normal.
I headed to California with certain hopes for this trip. And although I had a blast - it wasn't exactly what I was hoping for. But... sometimes that's how the chips fall and I'm trying to be okay with it. While I'm bummed about certain things - I'm thrilled that I got to spend time with Diana and her family, especially while I was going through everything with my own family. Sometimes, when you can't be with your own family - you get lucky enough to have the next best thing.
|Santa Monica Pier|
|At the Getty Villa|
|Because wine in the sun is better than wine in the rain.|
|#letmetakeanotherselfie (but this time I'm wearing a hat)|