Go West, young man!
I know things have been really quiet around here. No, I have not been sewing. Rather, I have been dreaming and scheming. Big changes are coming up for my little family of two. Jack and I are moving to San Diego this summer. I want the little boy who lives with me to grow up near his grandparents and in a more suburban environment. This is a big change for him and for me. I’ve had my doubts and it sure has been kind of scary to make this decision. I’m going without a hard plan in place, something I’m not used to doing. It’s kind of like making a left turn in front of oncoming traffic and not being sure if you’re going to make it in time, but you just take a deep breath, close your eyes and turn. And suddenly you’re there. Wherever “there” is. 😉
I have considered this move off and on for a few years, but every time I have, I just wasn’t ready to leave New York. I have lived here for 9 years. I have lived here through a few jobs and a few relationships. As nice as those were, the more lasting (not to mention more enjoyable and reliable) pastimes I’ve found here have been making mosaics and sewing. I have made friends in this city and on-line that I know will withstand the tests of time and distance. I fell in love with all my neighborhoods, but especially the Garment District. I became the stereotypical New Yorker who hates leaving the confines of their own ‘hood. I’ve hosted and been to many memorable dinners and parties. I have had the best commutes (one through Central Park looking for turtles in the ponds every day and then one just a block away from my office). And let’s give a high five to everything bagels! This city has been very generous to me. The best gift of all that New York has given me though is my son Jack. And for that, I will always be grateful to this city.
I bet you’re wondering what I am going to do next. Funny, me too! First things first, I will get Jack situated in our new home, and then I will think about my next chapter. I have some ideas. I know it’s going to be something different from what I’ve always done, but I haven’t pinned it down yet. I am definitely leaving corporate America behind. I may even dye my hair purple again. Or not. Who knows.
One thing is for certain though: It’s going to be a grand adventure. Life always is. And I always land on my feet.