august 2014- a break- up

I wrote this just shy of a year ago. august 2014
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"I am leaving New York. Some would and do say that I am moving to Florida. But I am really just leaving New York. We are breaking up. There was a time where I truly felt that New York and I were having a deep, passionate, giddy love affair. The kind where you want to know everything about your lover and spend every moment in their warm (or freezing) embrace. We played and struggled and learned together. When we got together I was never under the illusion that we were marriage material. Never did I imagine us together forever. 80 years old on a picnic blanket together in Central Park, raising out kids together. Not what I imagined. Even in the deepest moments of our affair. We learned from each other. We grew together and I am who I am today because of this relationship. You know when you love someone, their friends become your friends. New York brought me and helped me deepen some of the most precious friendships in my life. Had I never fallen in love with New York those friendships would still be lingering on the surface of my heart. But because of the love they have changed my life to the depths. For that I am grateful.

We are breaking up. Sometimes one of the worst parts of a break-up is you loose the closeness that you once had with the mutual friends you shared. This may be true in some ways but I believe because this break- up is civil and mutual those relationships will stay strong even with miles between us.

This break- up is mutual. I believe there may be times in the future when we have coffee together again and perhaps take a stroll together in the park and a long dinner and drinks in the village. We will pick up where we left off and feel nothing but warmth for each other because of the nature of the break up.

We also lived together. So I am packing up my things and moving out. Boxes full of memories. Also simplifying. Leaving things. Selling things. Giving things away. Purging, if you will.

New York and I will always love each other. When you come to a place in your relationship when your eyes start to wander and you begin to dream of warmer climates, slower paces, and palm trees, its best to end it while you can.

My eyes had been wandering for a bit. My heart is craving a new adventure. I have hope for a new love.

We never know how a relationship will end when it begins. We all make a choice. A choice to see. To explore. To put yourself out there and love. When you give your heart to someone or something (or someplace) there is no guarantee that it will be returned or that it will be the same as it was before. It most certainly will not be the same, But isn't that the beauty of love? That is changes us.

If we are aware, honest, and determined to allow relationships to take us where they will, we will have no regrets. I do believe this affair has made me harder than before...but also a thousand times wiser and more alive.

I do not regret the love affair with New York. In my most honest moments I know it was absolutely the love that God had for me at the time. I will miss it, like you miss andy friend or lover you leave behind...but I know I'll be back.

I <3 NYC -------------------------- That was quite a defining time in my life. I did leave. I did go to Florida. But I didnt stay for long. Since then Ive been all over. Mostly the beautiful HILTON HEAD ISLAND> a love affair of its own.


I have a feeling NYC and I will be having that coffee date sooner than later. Not moving in or committing but slowly getting to know each other again. For a time.

Here's to the continued adventuring.