SAN BERNARDINO, California // We visited my first home when we were driving through San Bernardino, CA. I don’t remember it because we moved when I was 9 months old. My dad was stationed at Norton Air Force Base. It was a quaint little home in a standard neighborhood. My mom remembers the olive tree in the front yard and strawberry patches on the hillside in the backyard that my sister used to eat from.
My parents were 29 when they had me, exactly the age I am now. I feel so unaccomplished and immature compared to them.
I also realized I had never asked about these things. My mom took me on a mental tour of the house as we sat on the road looking at it. So many memories I don’t share but am a part of. So many memories my parents share that I have not either asked about or been listening to when they were told. Im excited to hear more stories.