I looked around daily on the subway wondering how these people do it every day – how they drag them selves around such a huge city that tends to suck up so much energy out of you. I would see moms carrying strollers up the subway steps and herding their other kids to keep up, homeless people begging for money every other corner, and wafts of heavy smells that you don’t tend to experience in a lot of other places. But above all of that, I was able to see why those people do it every day and why it is made out to be such a fabulous place that sometimes isn’t so fabulous, but somehow worth it.
Coming into my summer living with my sister in New York City, I honestly didn’t quite know what to expect, but I knew that I needed to experience it as some point and now was my chance. Since having been back in Colorado for a month, I have grown towards a much deeper appreciation for my summer experience and I have to admit, I beam with so much excitement every time someone asks me how my summer was. To be in a city so invigorating, fast-paced and talented gave me this sense of hope for the future. It also sort of scared the shit out of me for what’s to come after I graduate college, but it made me more mindful and thankful for the journey that life brings, no matter how many days might feel like treading through water. The cobblestone streets, the street art, heavenly restaurants, musicians and dancers in the subway, an abundance of places serving avocado toast, yoga on repeat, and the never-ending photo-ops made for a summer that I will never forget. But beyond everything that was so incredible to marvel over, my summer in the city simply would not have been possible without the radiant human being that I am so lucky and grateful to call my sister. A light beyond all lights in this world, someone who gives me the motivation to be a better individual and work hard for what I want, and a best friend who pushes me to see the possibilities in every situation – that is only beginning of describing the beautiful sister of mine. I am thankful for mornings with coffee in one hand and a smoothie in the other, curled up on the dark blue velvet couch and using the stool for a table as we laugh over dreams and complicated avenues of our days ahead. The loud sirens passing by letting us know that the city is there and the day is already underway. Strolling through the farmers markets, gathering bags of fresh veggies to cook up for the week, and admiring the puppies and babies wandering by. Spending time in Whole Foods giggling and slap-happily sauntering through every aisle. Sweating through inspiring hot yoga flows and yoga in the park. Being burnt to a crisp on our way back from Fire Island while we rode the freezing cold train home. My fulfillment of this summer has come from all of my adventures and aimless exploring, getting lost and getting on the wrong trains, the growing appreciation for air conditioning, and the endless flavors to try. But more than anything, the fulfillment of my summer has stemmed from the constant connection that my sister and I have been able to give to one another. The balance of work, play, and relaxation. The push to find our centers even in the loud moments. And realizing that we literally do everything in the same way, and it is beyond satisfying to have someone that just gets your every move and reason for doing things. Regan Jules Lee, you are the nourishment for my soul and inspiration in life. I wouldn't be half the spirit I am today without your kindness and gentle approach to living. And as life goes on and we all find our places in the world, I am beyond thankful for a sister that is willing to seek happiness as much as I am, and more importantly seek growth. You push me to create, express, and pursue. And simply encourage me to just be me. Thank you for making me feel more full and making days that much more colorful.
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