When I was a kid growing up on a small beach community in Silver Strand Oxnard, CA not much bigger than a mile long by 200 yards wide; A bit querky thinking of Real estate whilst my peers where thinking of Video Games. ”Notice I didn’t says girls as I was all aboard that train” Silver Strand had a plethora of gorgeous homes and all were pretty much 30 seconds walk to the water. I had my favorite house. It wasn’t the biggest. As a matter of fact it might have been the smallest. It was dilapidated; paint chipping off the front exterior and the lot was half the width as the neighbors which were towering over it three stories high with roof decks. But it was right on the sand. I would stand there staring at the houses comparing them to what I expected my needs would be when I was old enough and had accumulated enough responsibilities to buy a home of my own. I had realized that I wanted a that house and only wanted to have what I needed. Growing older “what I needed” quickly turned to what I wanted. I have been fortunate enough to get most of the things I thought I wanted at least before I wanted something else more. Coming full circle with a child of my own now I want the same thing I wanted when I was 11 years old. I want a small chipped paint cottage like house on the sand. Very much like my younger self I will receive exactly what I really want and more. Through hard work “sleeves rolled” Hot summers sweat on my brow and having a great time working towards my goals. Isn’t that what life is about.
Learning through living and than back again… Real Talk!
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