Thursday, December 3, 2009
Have I ever mentioned that I had the best childhood ever? I was born on January 25, 1985 in Baptist Hospital in Miami, Florida. As Christmastime is upon us and the tree is up in NYC, I can't help thinking back to those Miami days. As a little girl, I always thought I was missing out on something. I never saw the seasons change and it was never white come December 25. I had ONE pair of boots that were on my feet if the temperature dropped below 70.
(By the way, the picture above is SO Miami. I'm tan. I wanted to play dress up but it was so hot that I just threw some gauzy thing over a pair of underwear. Classy! We lived in the most beautiful and charming house in Coral Gables, just moments away from where my parents met at the University of Miami. I dream of buying it back some day.)
Now having experienced more than one NYC Xmas, I am so thankful for growing up where I did. Sure there was no snow and we were sweatin' in November, but it was a unique way to see the world and I'm so grateful for all of those nights, driving around in my parents' Volvo with the AC blasting, looking at all of the Christmas lights in South Miami. I now prefer a Miami Christmas, and my holiday cards this year actually reflect that! (I'll post towards the end of the month.)
This Christmas, I am going back to Miami for the first time in THREE YEARS. Oh I have missed it so. Sometimes I just sit and weep for my adolescence. The world was such a different place, and not to mention, so was Miami. People spoke English. And it was cool. Not just a bizarre breeding ground in which B-list celebrities film reality shows.
As much as I love the Saks holiday lights and the Rock Center tree, I honestly cannot think of a better place to spend the last few days of 2009 than the city that birthed me.
I may not live there now, and I may never live there again, but just like there is a Texas-shaped hole in my heart, I will ALWAYS carry around a piece of Miami with me. I will always roll my eyes when people from more Northern counties root for the Heat and act like it's theirs.
It's my Miami and it always will be.