19 Ways to Grow Up L.A.
I’ve lived my whole life in Los Angeles . . . County. 4,571 square miles of diverse sunny real estate. That’s bigger than Rhode Island and Delaware combined. If L.A. County were a state, it would boast 11th in population—if you’re not a numbers person, that means it outranks 40 other states. Makes sense when you realize that last year 10.229 million people could claim the title Angelino.
More than three decades here and it’s only in the last few years that I’ve discovered a side of L.A. I never knew existed. Never knew I needed. It’s not the L.A. you’re likely to find elevated in fashion magazines or depicted in T.V. sitcoms. It’s an L.A. void of rush hour traffic, celebrity idols, and unrealistic expectations.
In this LA, gridlock gets swapped for gratitude. Image exchanged for imagination. Hustle for nature’s hushed whisper. No pop or rap or electric beats. Just the breath of life learning to walk in sync with creation’s heartbeat.
I’m raising my three young sons in the broad arms of greater Los Angeles. As I watch them mature in character and stature, I feel the stretch of growth inside myself. The pull of something beyond myself.
This is the best way I know to grow up L.A. . . .