I have lived in New York all my life. From the time I was born until now I never thought of moving out. Well, that’s not entirely true. In the 1970s two friends and I decided to drive cross-country and had made a pact that if we all found a state we loved and decided to stay, we would do it. Guess it never happened. Actually by the time we reached California – we were all homesick.
So we returned to good old NY and stayed there. Or at least I did. Somehow I lost contact with my friends, so they may be out of the state or country for all I know. So growing up in NY I have seen my share of snow storms….big ones and small – blizzards and hurricanes…and as a child I loved it. No school meant running around in the snow, making snow men, throwing snow balls.
So when did it stop? When did I hate going out in the cold much less the snow. I dread sweeping the white stuff off the steps and waiting for my son to come shovel or use the snow blower I finally agreed to get. I dont love driving in it….not that I can’t, it’s all those other drivers who can’t drive in good weather, much less the snow. I suppose it has a lot to do with age…the older I get the more I only enjoy seeing children and dogs play in the snow.
I now know why people become snow-birds – going to Florida in the winter, coming back when Spring shows up. But it is something I havent been able to bring myself to do. Because I do love NY. The city, the everyday happenings and the people. I can go anywhere and talk to someone, anyone….even if I dont know them. Standing on line has afforded me the opportunity to see another side of people. I can start a conversation on the smallest thing and then introduce my business. So it has also afforded me an opportunity to grow my business with new customers. I feel like I am in my element….can I do that anywhere else? Probably, but I do know my town and guess I am just comfortable here. And the biggest reason for not leaving is family. How in the world would I leave my 9 grandbabies?