I always knew I loved my hometown and my childhood filled with neighborhood hide and go seek, walks down Vista to the drug store with my friends and the general small town “Friday Night Lights” vibe. There was no hesitation in the decision to move back here in February but the bonus perks and feels (beyond our new cozy home) have been pretty awesome to (re)discover.
This view of Mt Baker is something that I probably paid NO ATTENTION to as a child but as an adult, I am obsessed with it on a clear day. From our deck…..while I’m driving…..overlooking fields – it’s an amazing reminder of all of the natural beauty around us when we look up and take it all in. The other piece of Ferndale that I don’t know I ever paid attention to is the sound of the trains coming through town…..I have heard some people complain about the noise, but I find it extremely peaceful, especially at nighttime. I feel like both of these landmarks/staples of the town are anchors here keeping me grounded and appreciating on a daily basis where I have been (re)planted.One of the parts that I wasn’t sure about when moving back was running into people I knew when out and about – and I actually am rather enjoying this part of small town life!!! I also love that people can drop by our house to quickly exchange something or just to say hello (my dream – someone to stop by my house unannounced every single day and hang out on my deck with me…..ready GO). A few of my players have had to swing by or one of my many MOMBOSS friends delivering me whatever fabulous product I have gotten hooked on recently. Also, since both of my parents live so close, they get to stop by and see the kiddos whenever they want to!
Also….Maggies. Love it. And a new winery (Leaderblock???) I have yet to check out but it’s on my list TODAY.
I have already gotten a sneak peak of the time I will be saving by living here with our summer volleyball practices happening 2 minutes away at our high school….finishing practice and being home with time to spare before bedtime is magical!!! Getting to do some strength and conditioning with my girls down at the school, on my old track, and in the weight room is still part of my job, but brings back so many positive memories and feels that it truly feels like I’m volunteering for the pure love of it all.
P.S. They don’t do weight room max days anymore – wussies. P.P.S. My records are still on the weight room wall. P.P.P.S. My picture is up in the school and I pretty much look the same but with 100 gray hairs and WG is going to be so embarrassed every time she walks by and someone points it out to her – hahaha I love this part.
And last but not least, the one thing that has surprised me about moving here is getting excited to be planted somewhere permanently in a place where years ago, I found myself, my passion for children, and my lifelong friends…..and dreaming of that very same thing for WonderBOY and WonderGIRL as they meet a whole new crop of people this Fall. My wish for them is to find the same amount of kindness, leadership, and selflessness that my bests have inspired and poured into me for 20+ years (what what?!?!?!?) years now.