I do not know exactly where to start or what to say regarding my move from the fabulous city. In my mind, I'm still living there and just on a trip to Dallas. I have learned that there is a HUGE difference between leaving a city by choice and leaving a city due to obligations elsewhere. I am sad, but like normal, I've distant myself from the emotions and gone through the required motions to make the move. I said my goodbyes quickly as possible (and probably offensively in the process) and kept myself super busy in the time leading up to my departure. On the day my flight left, I looked for anything to occupy my mind - I read the entire NY Times in the airport, rearranged my carry-on bag three times and walked up and down terminal D at LGA. I welcomed any distraction on the plane, including but not limited to the screaming baby three rows behind me, just to make it out of the city without tears. Since landing, it's been one activity to the next. My plan - to be busy and positive with the hope that all will fall into place. (Sunday is dedicated to my mother's visit. Monday will be painting the outdoor swing and sweeping the leaves from the roof. And yes, I have a plan for every single weekend through the end of October.)
I could reflect back over my 13 months in NYC, but to truly do that I would have to face the fact that I am gone. Without a doubt, it was one of the best years of my life. It had extreme highs and lows (and I'm not just talking about the weather). I had my heart broken only to learn more about myself. I missed out on things in Texas but made life long friendships in NYC. It is safe to say that I'm not that same girl that landed on August 7, 2008. This past year was a year filled with new experiences, lots of laughs and many adventures. I have learned that I can roots and wings.
That is all the reflecting that I will allow for now. Right now I am looking forward. I have a super cute house thanks to my roommate Bailey, I get to see my family on a bimonthly basis (if not more), I don't have to pay $5.50 every time I need to do laundry, I have many great friends that I get to reconnect with and the Baylor Bears did not blow their lead on opening day - what more could a girl ask for?
