Thank you, Kristen. I lived in LA for 20 years and sometimes miss it terribly. I especially miss it now. I'm grateful friends are okay, but through my own tears, from 1,100 miles away in Seattle, I feel like a part of me vaporized along with swaths of LA. I came of age there, came out there, got sober there, discovered who I wasn't there, have suffered financial highs and lows there, experienced death there, had the best times of my life alongside many friends there. I relished the sunshine, the ocean, the palm trees, the drives through the city on a lazy afternoon. Los Angeles really is the City of Angels...now more than ever, those angels are on call.
There are definitely angels in that city and now they’re working double time but I’m so glad they helped you get through hard times and I know they’ll help the city too
Thank you Kristen. Lots of love for this post. I threw on some Randy Newman for the second read. That’s a great donation/help site linked in item #2 - I hadn’t seen that one. I’ll def repurpose that.
As someone from the Northeast, it always makes me smile to read appreciation / tribute pieces like this about LA. The city is far from perfect, but it’s not a coincidence 18 million people live here.
Sending hugs to you and your adopted city. As you mentioned, it's all so heartbreaking, yet inspiring to see how the communities come together for each other. Something similar happened to my adopted home (Western North Carolina) in the aftermath of Hurricane Helene. the community stayed strong and helped one another.
Thank you, Kristen. You are right--there are always helpers, and I'm glad you referenced Mister Rogers in this context. I'm relieved I have been totally off social media for a few years. That way, I don't see these bizarre and frankly, insensitive, ways that people still post as if living a glamorous life is appropriate when the city you live in is burning all around you.
Thank you, Kristen. I lived in LA for 20 years and sometimes miss it terribly. I especially miss it now. I'm grateful friends are okay, but through my own tears, from 1,100 miles away in Seattle, I feel like a part of me vaporized along with swaths of LA. I came of age there, came out there, got sober there, discovered who I wasn't there, have suffered financial highs and lows there, experienced death there, had the best times of my life alongside many friends there. I relished the sunshine, the ocean, the palm trees, the drives through the city on a lazy afternoon. Los Angeles really is the City of Angels...now more than ever, those angels are on call.
There are definitely angels in that city and now they’re working double time but I’m so glad they helped you get through hard times and I know they’ll help the city too
Thank you Kristen. Lots of love for this post. I threw on some Randy Newman for the second read. That’s a great donation/help site linked in item #2 - I hadn’t seen that one. I’ll def repurpose that.
As someone from the Northeast, it always makes me smile to read appreciation / tribute pieces like this about LA. The city is far from perfect, but it’s not a coincidence 18 million people live here.
So glad you enjoyed it!
"I fell head over heels in love with avocados."
Spoken like a Californian.
🙂
Avocados are the best!
Sending hugs to you and your adopted city. As you mentioned, it's all so heartbreaking, yet inspiring to see how the communities come together for each other. Something similar happened to my adopted home (Western North Carolina) in the aftermath of Hurricane Helene. the community stayed strong and helped one another.
So true Tracey! The community love and support is definitely very inspiring.
What a lovely post, Kristen. Just what I needed to hear today.
So happy it helped!
Thank you, Kristen. You are right--there are always helpers, and I'm glad you referenced Mister Rogers in this context. I'm relieved I have been totally off social media for a few years. That way, I don't see these bizarre and frankly, insensitive, ways that people still post as if living a glamorous life is appropriate when the city you live in is burning all around you.
It makes me think of Marie Antoinette yelling "let them eat cake!" - very bizarre!
Yes. Excellent analogy!