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It’s where the heart is. It’s where family is.
I remember I wanted to live somewhere far from this land of suburbia before I went off to college. But now, after traveling a bit, seeing the world, spending some time elsewhere, I dig this place a lot.
Torrance is one of the largest industrial cities in California - home to an Exxon Mobil refinery, Honda, Toyota, and once upon a time Nissan as well. However, it’s also heavily residential - 5 public high schools, 8 middle schools, and many more elementary schools. It’s overall a very convenient place to live. I’ve come to love this place.
Still, I must say that my ties to this place don’t run so deeply merely because of the convenience it provides, or the fairly consistent weather. No. I would say it’s the people who live here. My family (the ones I had no choice in having as well as the ones I picked) makes this place home.
Every year I come back from BC, they grow (for the most part) and change, and I can witness all that has gone on in their life while I was away. It’s a sobering realization that life really moves at its own pace and will not wait for anyone. Still, I’m glad that it’s always moving forward for the people I love - to greater and bigger things.
These people are the ones that get me up and moving in the morning, the ones that I can spend countless hours doing nothing at all with, the ones that make one another angry, so that we all learn to forgive one another and enable each other to better love. These are the people I have come to call home.
Hobey-ho!