I sipped coffee out of my Steelers mug, peaked around the internet for some cyber monday deals, and thought about the season at hand. It was a mild 65 degrees in the city today but the Christmas vibe is alive and pulsing, from the red Starbucks cups to the Salvation Army bell ringer in Chelsea...to the streets filled with shoppers along 86th Street in Bay Ridge. I was recharged, refreshed, very much feeling the power of now.
I sometimes have such bad writer's block on the days my mind begs to release a good post. I jot down little blips in my phone hoping for a surge of words to fall perfectly into my typing hands later on. I wish I could strip away the frustration I feel when I experience a loss for synonmys to describe how "just right" our life in New York seems to be in our little world right now. This town has certainly made us, cliche as it is. Blessed, sure...but it's more than that. It's contentment + partnership + romance + everydayness all wrapped into one. I dont....I dont even know what I'm trying to say here, but right now, right now in the anticipation for the hoopla of the holidays and celebrations that are to fill this final month of the year, I am most happy. The life I'd always hoped for as a little girl. This is IT. (Sarah from the past I hope you are listening:) An extra long hug with a friend....the decorating of a tree, filling the stockings, baking Mom's christmas cookies, clinking of glasses and wishes for the new year, dashing around town, awaiting the first snowfall, and even peaking into my closet and knowing the perfect red holiday dress is ready to go....the December basics. Basically....wonderful :)