The Journey Continues: Goodbye, Seattle

I'm sitting on the balcony of my now-empty Bellevue apartment enjoying the sunrise and sipping warm coffee. I can't help but be so happy that this is how I am spending my last moments in Seattle. I begin to think of things that I'll miss most about this rainy city.

• Americanos are ordered more than regular coffee
• Everyone says "gal" when they're referring to a lady
• No one uses an umbrella
• All the people unravel from their homes during the summer and spend their days outside
• Coffee is not a beverage, it is a lifestyle
• The sky's lovely overcast shades of grey
• "Hella" and "no worries"
• Ellenos yogurt
• Randomly seeing Mt. Rainier

My mom always told me that she never worried about me finding my way. She said that as a child I would take charge and learn by doing, not by observing. Her favorite story is when I burnt my hand on the stove because I wanted to find out why it was turning a beautiful, bright red color. Now I am in my mid-20's, still placing my hands on beautifully lit stoves. As the years go by, my hands become tougher and more interesting with all the scars from previous burns.

I take this next step by choice, so that I can grow and become more than I am. As the years go by, I realize that my mom was right. I am not someone who will ever be observing. My heart is happiest when I am exploring the unknown and meeting all different kinds of people along the way.

“Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure.” 

― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

So friends, stay with me in this journey and let's share wonderful food along the way.