A small girl with New York City on her mind. The lights, the buildings, the different people, the food! That was one of my dream places to go, even as a 7-year-old girl. I always loved the noises. I found it peaceful, and I still do. By noises, it's everything that people normally hate- honking cars, the multiple sirens, hard rain hitting buildings, the different conversations happening around me. I loved it all. In fact, the first time I went, I fell asleep to it. I knew that New York City was special to me. I know I have purpose there in some shape or form. That time will come eventually.
The first time I went was a Christmas present from my sister. My aunts live in Manhattan, so we were able to stay with them. I was so happy to be there. Everything I had dreamed New York would be became so real to me. I realize it has rats the size of chihuahuas, the subways smell horrendous during the summer, and everything is entirely too expensive. Nevertheless, I still feel it will be one of my forever homes.
My sister made my dream come true. We visited an array of places that have been advertised in some shape or form. We went to Max Brennars, a place where you can dip different sweets in fondue. We visited Rockefeller, (keep in mind, it's December), and the beautiful lights were lit on the tree! In that moment, it started to snow. As someone from Charleston, I was not used to that at all. It was such a magical moment, something I will always treasure.
We also visited Ground Zero. I've been to NYC twice, but every time I go back there, I still feel chills go down my spine. I cried, I saw pictures of those who did not make it. I saw parts of the building that were on display. I'm always speechless every time I visit; it's always a must though when I go back.
There are so many different things I did in New York. I have not been since 2016, but I believe I am in need of a trip soon. I think about her every day- not exaggerating. Even to just visit for a week would fill the gap I have in my heart.