All The Little Things.. Matter.
Remember when I first told you about how "Dreams Come True", letting you all in on the fact that I would be moving to New York in August? Can you believe that the move is now a little less than a month away? Well I am excited to share that "all the little things" have slowly and magnificently begun to come together. But let's be honest and not gloss things over, there has definitely been some worrying along the way.. there was that post about my class schedule... followed by the one when I received my schedule, which by the way is a pretty darn amazing and flexible for the job I hope to find VERY soon.
And now I am bubbling over with excitement to share with you that I officially have a Brooklyn address. I will be living in Sunset Park near the Greenwood Cemetary (reminds me of the famous Père Lachaise Cemetery, and I can't wait to have a picnic in it). My roomie is an actress and a total sweetheart. Did I mention that she has tons of books? Honestly, I am so incredibly thankful for how things are working out. This dream of moving to New York has been twelve, did you hear me TWELVE years in the making. It can be hard to hold onto a dream for that long, there are a lot of Highs and lows...but this dream is turning into a REALITY and well there is just nothing that quite compares to that.
I have been a bit of a teary mess that last couple of days because the reality of everything seems to be hitting me all at once. It will be bittersweet to say goodbye to Seattle and all of the people whom I love so dearly. Each of you have left an indelible mark on my life and I will take you with me wherever I go. I want you to know what you all have invested in me, I promise to share with those I come across. I will not hoard the treasures. Wherever my feet tread I want to edify the lives of those I touch, loving through my words. May we not take a single moment for granted but see each person as they truly are, calling out to that which is sometimes buried in the depths of their hearts. Everyone has dreams, sometimes they just need to be dusted off a little.
"And how could we endure to live and let time pass if we were always crying for one day or one year to come back - if we did not know that every day in a life fills the whole life with expectation and memory and that these are that day." - Out of the Silent Planet, C.S. Lewis
typography: Brooklyn Artist Scott Albrecht
