It was only natural that I was crying when I cancelled my final interview with the ICP-Bard admissions committee last week, however, the reason for my nervous breakdown in front of the dairy section of Stop & Shop a few days ago brought my attention to some apparently much deeper sadness about my plans to leave my life here in New York. Nevertheless, I blamed the stress, got myself together and moved on to the juice isle.
This morning, however, I woke up once again with a heavier heart - aware that the days until our departure are now in the single digits. When I then checked my admissions status at SVA I almost came to tears again .... and I was only navigating through the site. I am just becoming very aware of what I am letting go here. A creative endeavor I have always dreamed of....
But I am getting over it. This whole move is for the better, I believe.
For the better of the family ...and that is what should be my first priority anyway.
I am going to miss my friends.
I am going to miss New York.
But it's gonna be alright.
I hope.
Hey, I'm allowed to be a bit nostalgic here, am I not?!
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