Welcome to 2010.
After 42 years of living in New York I am pulling up the tent poles and moving to North Carolina. Everything about the move is good; good for my wife, good for me, and good for our future. I have very few regrets about going there.
However... I am a New Yorker. I grew up in the Hudson Valley. I visited NYC enough times to know my way around without a map. I went to school in the SUNY system and had my first career as a New York State Trooper in the Leatherstocking region. I've been to places in between Long Island, Niagara Falls, and as far north as Malone, NY (where you can see the aurora borealis). I've been to Cooperstown, the highest falls this side of the Mississippi, and Ground Zero. I've seen four seasons for all of my life.
And now everything I own is in boxes. I (we) have purged our excess. We are down to eating off of paper plates. I truly feel on the verge of the next step/chapter in life.
I can't say that I'll ever feel the affinity for North Carolina that I do for New York. As my friend Christine said, "I'll always be a New Yorker." Even though she hasn't lived here in twenty years.
I will enjoy North Carolina. I know I will. As the snow piles up outside right now, and the temps are in the single digits, I know there is at least one thing I will NOT miss here.
1 comment:
We'll certainly miss having you all around, but know that we will keep touch. We look forward to having your "last NY supper" tomorrow night. The table is already set!
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