I know…it’s been ages. My sincerest apologies; especially to those of you who have reached out in the last few days to express their concern. Though it is certainly no excuse to ignore my faithful readers, work, post-Labor Day, has been incredibly busy. So busy in fact, this past weekend was the first time I had the opportunity to realize that while I’ve been chained to my desk, somehow we’ve arrived back at my favorite time of year in my favorite city – Autumn in New York.
While some are lamenting the coming to an end of weekend beach getaways, flip flops, and sundresses, I am neatly arranging my knee-high suede boots, turtleneck sweaters, and pashmina scarves. I’ve stocked up on apple cider, shut off the AC, and taken time to bask in the beauty that is this season.
Since childhood, it’s been my favorite. The first days of school, new clothes, my half birthday, and the feeling that this year, who knows what could happen?!?! Perhaps it is my 20-something, recently-graduated self that constantly harkens back to my days as a student, and regards September as the start of a new year…But, I’ll admit, I hope that never changes.
In the weeks during which I’ve taken a hiatus from this blog, I’ve had an opportunity to look back and reflect on how vastly different my life is from exactly this time a year ago. I've also pointed my vision forward and have looked anxiously and excitedly to the future...
I’ve fallen in love with a man who is so much more than I could have ever dreamed of. I’ve moved back to New York into an entirely different neighborhood than that which I once knew. I’ve said goodbye to dear friends, made new ones, and reconnected with old. I’ve traveled. I’ve learned. And, I’ve grown.
So, here we are. September has flown by, and we are entering into what has recently become my new favorite month, October.
The sweaters and Uggs have emerged from the back of my closet, and the ManBoy and I are planning an apple-picking trip Upstate. {Note: The ManBoy is, unfortunately, allergic to raw apples, so you can bet we’ll be baking the “fruits of our labors” (pun intended) into some scrumptious desserts, that will undoubtedly be devoured by his roommates}.
We will celebrate our 1 Year Anniversary on the 9th, and I’ll be returning to my roots on the 10th, as I dance in an alumni show at my Alma Mater.
It is without question though, as October rolls on and the colors around us turn more vibrant, visions of the Holiday Season will be begin to creep in…
My advice: Find the someone that you love; curl up on the couch or in the park with a fluffy blanket and some cider, and take in the world around you. Whether you are a person of faith, or not, it is my belief that you simply cannot ignore the beauty that this time of year has to offer. Thank God for it. Thank Him for the people around you with whom you are sharing it… And maybe, just maybe, the streets of this mean city, even the subways of New York, will seem just a little friendlier…
Before I bid you farewell (for what I promise will only be a short time), I will leave you with this – a quote from my favorite movie to watch this time of year, You’ve Got Mail…
While some are lamenting the coming to an end of weekend beach getaways, flip flops, and sundresses, I am neatly arranging my knee-high suede boots, turtleneck sweaters, and pashmina scarves. I’ve stocked up on apple cider, shut off the AC, and taken time to bask in the beauty that is this season.
Since childhood, it’s been my favorite. The first days of school, new clothes, my half birthday, and the feeling that this year, who knows what could happen?!?! Perhaps it is my 20-something, recently-graduated self that constantly harkens back to my days as a student, and regards September as the start of a new year…But, I’ll admit, I hope that never changes.
In the weeks during which I’ve taken a hiatus from this blog, I’ve had an opportunity to look back and reflect on how vastly different my life is from exactly this time a year ago. I've also pointed my vision forward and have looked anxiously and excitedly to the future...
I’ve fallen in love with a man who is so much more than I could have ever dreamed of. I’ve moved back to New York into an entirely different neighborhood than that which I once knew. I’ve said goodbye to dear friends, made new ones, and reconnected with old. I’ve traveled. I’ve learned. And, I’ve grown.
So, here we are. September has flown by, and we are entering into what has recently become my new favorite month, October.
The sweaters and Uggs have emerged from the back of my closet, and the ManBoy and I are planning an apple-picking trip Upstate. {Note: The ManBoy is, unfortunately, allergic to raw apples, so you can bet we’ll be baking the “fruits of our labors” (pun intended) into some scrumptious desserts, that will undoubtedly be devoured by his roommates}.
We will celebrate our 1 Year Anniversary on the 9th, and I’ll be returning to my roots on the 10th, as I dance in an alumni show at my Alma Mater.
It is without question though, as October rolls on and the colors around us turn more vibrant, visions of the Holiday Season will be begin to creep in…
My advice: Find the someone that you love; curl up on the couch or in the park with a fluffy blanket and some cider, and take in the world around you. Whether you are a person of faith, or not, it is my belief that you simply cannot ignore the beauty that this time of year has to offer. Thank God for it. Thank Him for the people around you with whom you are sharing it… And maybe, just maybe, the streets of this mean city, even the subways of New York, will seem just a little friendlier…
Before I bid you farewell (for what I promise will only be a short time), I will leave you with this – a quote from my favorite movie to watch this time of year, You’ve Got Mail…
"Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address."
