I've always wanted to see these lights with my own eyes. I guess I could venture out tonight to see them, but I'm not sure where I would go without having to use public transportation. Maybe next year, I'll venture out of the city so I can see the entire island just like this.
To all of you remembering the events of 9/11, my heart is with you today. God bless. xoxo
I moved to New York City on a brisk Saturday in October. After driving straight through the night in a moving truck, I can remember seeing the New York skyline and feeling a nervous anticipation about what my life would be across that river.
Once arriving, I didn't have much time to think about what I would do in the city since I had to focus on getting the furniture in my apartment and saying goodbye to my father. After spending the day and night with him, I walked with him out to a street corner in the East Village to hail him a cab that would take him to the airport. During a tearful goodbye, he reached in his pockets and shoved several crumpled bills into my hand.
"It's all the cash I've got on me right now," he said. "Good luck. I love you."
In that hand full of bills, one dollar ended up sitting on my desk for several weeks. After securing a job and getting my first paycheck, I was able to relax (a little) in knowing that I just might be able to make it here.
I have kept that dollar and I vowed to myself that if I ever had to spend that one dollar, I would call my parents and say, "Come and get me, I'm coming home." If I had to spend my last dollar in this city, I would cut my losses and move back home.
This weekend, I pulled the dollar out and put it in a picture frame. It now hangs right inside my front door of the little studio apartment that I afford all on my own. Every day, when I come home, no matter how difficult my life can seem at times, I will know that for now, I've made it. I've made it in New York City; and, when I think back on what little I knew about possibilities of the City on that day, I smile to myself and say, "It's more than you ever dreamed of, girl."
The inscription reads: Have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, some day far in the future you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.