I have now lived and worked in New York for close to two years and in a matter of days I will be leaving this place I call home behind. It seems like yesterday that I found my way to New York with two suitcases, dressed in ambition and eager to see the glitz and glamour of the lights that can inspire you. I remember looking up to the clouds and becoming fully mesmerized how all the buildings would disappear into space and even more amused by how far people would go to get there. I found a place for myself in a city full of too many people with too many dreams. And once the decision was made to take my career back to Texas, everything started happening so much faster than I thought was ever possible.
I’ve found great success in this city; it’s been good to me through the crazy. But leaving, it just feels right. I don’t think anyone can ever truly be “over” New York, no not even when he throws wild curve balls that are never in your favor, not even then can you hate him, but I am ready to leave, robbing it of its precious memories.
Pursuing different opportunities means leaving behind a place of work that I love and my New York FHamily, which was the hardest part of the already very hard decision I had to make. But I’m taking back with me so much more than I thought I could ever gain – memories and friendships and experiences and a life time full of laughs that nothing will ever replace. Leaving isn’t easy but I’m confident our paths will cross again and it’s not the end of the rope just yet, I’m sure of it.
Someone told me once that every important decision you make in life has risks associated with it, I just hope that I can at the very least, if anything, manage it. So, a toast is in order. Here’s to closing a beautiful, wonderful, exciting chapter and starting the next one as beauty alters from life in New York to life in the world after this.