Trading Sunshine for Gold

It's been a while since I've posted. I've been going through a lot lately...

My sis Rebecca is in town for about 10 days, which has been so -- such a God send, truly. I believe I may have convinced her that California is her home-away-from-home. If we can find her a job, maybe she'll actually take the same plunge I did about 12 years ago and move here from Florida. Trading "sunshine" for "gold."

I never understood the true importance of family until I had my boys. And the fact that my family is so far away - and they couldn't be here to experience my children growing up. And I could no longer simply hop on a plane and come home every six months. Instead, our lives are relayed in photos, e-mails and phone calls. And the rare but priceless visits. Just having my sister here this past week or so -- I can't even tell you what it's meant to me.

My sis, friend Rachel, and I went out Tuesday night - and one of our stops was La Cave, a cool underground bar/restaurant. It's one of those places you can always count on for a chill lounge vibe and cool entertainment. The night happened to be open mic. I still don't play an instrument, but had just enough martinis in me to have the courage to get up there and belt out my songs a capella.

I sang my favorite of the songs I've written, "Watching and Waiting." You could hear a pin drop in the place, and I was very appreciative of everyone's kindness.

Then I sang "Golden State," a song I wrote for my family, especially my sisters. It's a song about how far away they are, and how they are the treasure that my life is missing because they are so far away. I know that California is where I'm supposed to be. But sometimes I wish I could fold up the United States map like a paper napkin, making the ends touch. So that way all I have to do is jump in my car and drive a few miles and be where they are.