A little nook of Los Angeles is very special to me and my inner circle. On a single Westside street:
- my sister and I lived for five years before I got married, with cherished walks and meals at nearby neighborhood cafes;
- my husband proposed to me at a restaurant a few blocks down the same street, near another restaurant where we dated early on;
- my sister and I for years went to our longtime doctor at the medical center around the corner…
.…where my sister just gave birth to her daughter this past weekend.
Now my husband and I live in San Diego, but we had to drive up to LA to meet our new niece, and have our daughters meet their new little cousin — in our old stomping ground, no less.
When we got there, a barrage of memories overflowed, seeing all the familiar places — where I wrote some of my favorite scripts, went out on memorable dates, shared heart to heart talks with family and friends — or as my dad would say, ‘scenes of former triumph.’
On this day there truly was a new birth, a new triumph. Seeing my sister and brother in law with my new niece was beyond precious — something we will never forget.
And never did I think, 15 years ago, that I would one day come back to the old ‘hood with my children and husband, telling the girls statements like this: