How NYC Became My Home Town

An incredibly accomplished friend who held a major position in a very large organization recently confided that she never goes to events alone in NYC, not to a movie, the theater or even a restaurant. It has nothing to do with feeling unsafe she assures me, she has no trouble going out alone anywhere else in the world,  just not in New York City her hometown! Let me back up a moment, I lived in Ohio most of my married life but 6 years ago,  at the gentle urging of my daughter who lives in Westchester, I decided to rent a small apartment for a few weeks to see if I liked the NYC lifestyle. A lovely woman I met at that time told me NYC was the only place a woman could do anything alone and not feel conspicuous or uncomfortable. She was SO right!  From the   minute I arrived in my temporary “digs” I discovered I had always been a New Yorker, I just hadn’t actually lived here!! I continue to tell anyone who is willing to listen that life in NYC makes me feel like a kid in the proverbial candy store. But as noted by my highly accomplished friend this might not be the ideal lifestyle for everyone, I just know this is where I belong.

 

7 thoughts on “How NYC Became My Home Town

      1. You’re way more advanced than a native (jaded) New Yorker because you don’t take anything for granted! This–and many other reasons–is why I strive to be more like you!!

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    1. I second that! Plus, you’re way more advanced than a native (jaded) New Yorker, because you don’t take anything for granted. This–and so many other reasons–is why I strive to be more like you!

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