I am a New Yorker.
I live in Los Angeles now. I have been here for 13 years. The time has flown by. I consider myself a New Yorker that lives in Los Angeles. I like LA. There are tons of benefits and I have something I never thought I would have. A house and space.
Being that I have 2 boys now, I would love nothing more than to raise them in the city that made me who I am. But, New York isn't the city I grew up in anymore. I don't even know where I could afford to live. I hope to have them spend a lot of time there when they get older. New York is in my heart and I would love for my boys to have the same connection to the best city in the world.
I used to go back home minimum of 3 times a year. Since becoming self employed, It's been 18 months since my last visit. This is the longest I ever for me. It's painful.
I recently bought this contraption to crate jpgs from my negatives and slides. I found many photos, but these 3 stuck out to me. The view I grew up in was of the Manhattan skyline. My bedroom view was the World Trade Center. I looked at these buildings my whole life growing up. The World Trade Center were my trees in my backyard. I actually have a palm tree in my back yard now, but those towers were my trees in my urban jungle.
On September 11th, I was in my house in Hollywood. I have never had more guilt for not being home. The tragedy that I witnessed on my TV made me feel like empty and so far away.
New Yorkers are the strongest people in the world.
I Love You New York
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