One of the many things I’ll miss about my life in Orange County is the atrium in Sam’s parent’s house. They live in an authentic, mid-century Eichler home and one of the defining features of these houses is the atrium. It’s the coolest spot in the house where everyone gathers to talk, eat, drink and simply live life underneath an open sky. A lot has happened in that atrium concerning my life, let alone Sam’s. I wish I had a time lapse video of all that has happened in that atrium over the last 5 years. I would see the happiest days of my life where Sam and I would be in the middle of some of the best conversations, drinking red wine and laughing our faces off. It would show a lot of arguments (one’s that I can easily look back on a smile because of how silly they were), brainstorming sessions, Sam singing and playing his guitar for me, Friday-night pasta dinners, intellectualizing about life, family members blowing out birthday candles, our many talks of Sam’s time spent backpacking in Europe and me dreaming of seeing Silver Lake as Sam and his father, Mike, rave about how beautiful it is. And finally this imaginary video would show my nervous 20-year-old self walking through their front door and into the atrium for the first time, about to meet the person that would become very important to me and totally unaware that this atrium would be the main stage for some of the most beautiful moments of my life with this person.
Photo Source: Eichler Network