We will have been New Yorkers for 6 years, 2 months & 29 days. That's 2,281 days.
Or, in blogger language: 2,208 posts.
Quinn will have been a resident New Yorker for the first 333 days of his life. It makes my heart hurt to think about him not growing up here, not remembering his very first friends, & not having the truly unique experience of getting to live here.
I'm trying really hard to be grateful (& failing miserably). Grateful for good opportunities in a terrible economy, grateful for experiences that will stretch me, grateful for friends who have been so wonderful & especially grateful that I have gotten to experience New York for the past six years. To say that I grew up here would be an understatement. We started our marriage here. We had Quinn here. First jobs. The foundations of what will certainly be lifetime friendships. The city has been so good to us, & it will always be home.
The other day while we were at the park, Q discovered blades of grass for the very first time. He was completely mesmerized by them, & could have played uninterrupted for hours minutes. We sat there on a quilt by ourselves just enjoying a quiet afternoon at the park. Lots of birds, lots of people walking by, & a perfect breeze. I felt a profound love for my city in that moment. I also felt peaceful, hopeful & almost a bit excited for the things to come.
(Honestly though, I'm really scared. I've cried 17 times today. I don't want to make new friends - I really love the ones that I have. I don't want to get to know a new city, because how could anything compare? I prefer being driven vs. driving & cabs are just perfect! I almost don't even care that for the first time in my married life, I will be able to do laundry without hauling it 30 floors down & paying $5 per load. Because right now, my tummy hurts, & my heart hurts, & I'm just really, really sad.)
Our doorman will call up in 8 hours letting us know that there are movers here to pack us up.
Deep breaths.
We love you, New York.
(Blog, we'll see you in Texas.)
10 comments:
goodness now my heart hurts a little for you too. Sounds like a tough day.
Good luck, Kathryn. I'll take some deep breaths for you and, of course, say lots of prayers to send comfort your way.
my eyes are watery. love, love, love you. thinking about you all day today.
Can't think of a good comment for this. Just hope you know how many people love you and will miss you! (Quinn is so handsome!)
that picture of Q is probably one of my favorites. i'm sad & hopeful for you. good luck good luck.
In, out, in out. I'm going to miss having you there too! I've loved it! Thank you for sharing in such a detailed way so that in a little way I feel like I've experienced it too! (I am a bit excited for you as well, but we can address that in a few weeks when your eyes stop leaking.)
Everyone says it so well.....and I echo their thoughts....I think we, as women understand it all in a way men just couldn't possibly fathom. We are so nurtured and deeply rooted where we live...by our friends and all that is involved in our daily living. You are loved...all the way around...here there, and everywhere. Keep breathing.
I'll miss seeing it through your eyes (lens) too. You guys have made some awesome memories there.
Au revoir NYC!! Until next time!
Lucky for you you will probably always have friends their to go and visit. Fun for new adventures! He looks so grown up btw.
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