Growing up in the Pacific Northwest was really a blessing in many ways and though the rain can wear one completely slick (not to mention the exceptionally liberal political environment), there is a great deal I miss and pray that my two youngest and my stepchildren can see someday. Here are just a few of the things I miss...
Family. I miss my uncles, aunts and I miss my oldest, Matthew. Haven't met my grandson yet and before I kick the proverbial bucket, would like to see him.
Ocean. The ocean in Washington is not like what you think - the images of California beaches are just not what the Washington coastline offers. It too is beautiful, but quite different. The smell of the salt in the air, watching the fishing boats coming in...it's a different and marvelously refreshing visage.
Seafood. I miss Ivar's Clam Chowder, fresh flounder and of course, the smoked salmon.
The mountains. Seattle is nestled between two mountain ranges and just a short drive away from the epicenter of urban life, you can find yourself surrounded by massive evergreen trees and be at the base of one of the most amazing mountains in the country - Mt. Rainier.
Pike Place Market. You've seen the commercials of the fish throwers, no doubt, but I worked at the Market growing up for a short time and the fresh vegetables, the fresh fish and the shops therein are not only a tourist "must," but they are a staple of life in Seattle.
Pioneer Square. Clubs, coffee shops and turn-of-the-century architecture makes the whole environment at Pioneer Square breath-taking.
Seattle Seahawks. 'Nuff said.
I love Oklahoma, don't get me wrong. This is a magnificent place to raise a family, to work as well as a great place to hunt. There's just something about the Pacific Northwest, however, that I miss very much.