As of last Sunday I have lived in New York for one whole year! In some ways it seems incredibly short, in other ways this year has felt unbelieveably long. It’s taken a lot more work that I expected to adjust to living in this great city. A friend of mine who was a missionary in the Congo during the 60s used to say that God sent her to Africa to teach her patience. I think God sent me to New York to do the same. It’s hard living with so many other people.
There are a lot of perks to living here, but there are a lot of disadvantages, too. I still miss being able to hop in my car and drive out to run my errands knowing that #1 I will most likely be able to do them in one or two stops (ahh, the wonder of strip malls) and #2 be able to find parking when I get there. But alas, that is not to be found here.
There are wonderful other experiences to be had. Like last week when I had a couple of hours to kill between appointments. So, I just started walking down Broadway. I found the Museum of Biblical Art (free!) and cruised through that. Then I found a beautiful spot to sit, drink my coffee an just people watch around the park. Wandering about like this is something I would never be able to do in the ‘burbs. First of all—there are no sidewalks!
Well, that’s my brief reflection on my first year in NYC. This place is growing on me. After a recent trip to visit my old neighborhood in PA, I began to realize that New York may be ruining me for other places.
© Michelle Scott 2005
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