New York, New York

In the last week I’ve been listening to Frank Sinatra’s biggest hit every day. I listened to “New York, New York,” more and more as the big day approached yesterday. And after an amazing day yesterday and an amazing day today I find myself laughing and smiling at myself and asking, “Is this really happening?”

I’m fortunate to spend some time in NYC with my parents checking out Rockefeller Center, Times Square, Macy’s, the World Trade Center site and I’m happy that they also get to see the Statue of Liberty and Central Park in their own time.

Never would I have imagined that I’d get to hang out with my family in New York City. It’s wild. We’re a family of Yoopers from a town with 1,200 people. My parents are definitely not big city people, which is fine. But I’m so happy that they got to see the city, and all because I had some dream and followed it. What was really special to me is that they were able to meet one of my absolute best friends, Devon, who works on Wall Street.

I was here in NYC for spring break and didn’t expect to be back again this year. I’m sure I’ll be back again, another time, another occasion.

Everything is great. Something about the trip sunk in a little more, well, A LOT more these last two days. There’s a lot of stuff to take in, to look back on, and look forward to. Life is goooood and getting goooooderer.