My journey to NYC is a full on transition, not only for me, but for my husband, my family  and for all those that love and care for me. I know they are watching me from afar and at times wondering…”What the hell are you doing?…..but if you are happy, then I am happy for you.”

I know crazy right?  This seed was planted when I came to visit my teenage bff lea, whose family moved from cali, to new jersey. I visited her one summer, long ago and part of the plan during my visit, was to “go into the city”. We took that monumental trip to nyc and I was hooked. Flash to years later and a great opportunity to transfer with the company that I work for. I knew this move would mean leaving behind my hubby, family and friends. There would be trips back and forth, with some stretches of not seeing them, and those have been hard. My hubby being so level headed and supportive at the same time told me straight up “if you do this, you have to do it on your own, I can not help you”. Which is the only way I HAD to do this. When I think about it, this is only possible because of his support and as we have no children whose lives would be disrupted, we can be somewhat mobile.  Although we consider our pets our kids, and a portion of our daily conversation is about our wacky animals and their adventures, and how at times they can also drive my hubby crazy as they are with him (yes, we are those kind of people!).

So here I am living pretty meager, most of my belongings currently in florida, until I can go through them and determine what I need to have with me.  At times it seems like I have taken several steps backwards, but for now I know,  this is all part of this transition. Nothing comes easy as they say, and there are days I feel it. Soon I will discover if my journey here is meant to be, and if I will find stability (I am hopeful, like so many millions). But if you think about it, in these times is there such a thing as stability anymore? I meet people everyday, that are in their own transition.

I feel in my 3 months here, I am approaching my most critical, “make or break phase”. I knew it would be coming and it would not be easy. I often refer to this cool quote I recently read, “don’t let your emotions make you their bitch”. I haven’t…and am pretty determined not to. I do wonder once in a while, “am I nuts?” My gut feeling is no.

My friend benny and I joke often about moving to nyc, I often tell him “Anyone can make it in nyc, madonna came to nyc with only 20 dollars in her pocket and look where she is at now!”