Back and Relieved
Mixed with my excitement about returning to New York City after two and a half years of being away was an underlying feeling of nervousness. Honestly, I was worried that being back in New York would make me want to move back - not a good feeling when you've just bought your first home on the other side of the country. And New York was great. Great. I ate my way down Elizabeth Street (again), drooled over the wares at the lovely shops that I've missed, walked miles and miles and miles, and best of all I got to see my brother and sister-in-law several times. I miss it all terribly. But I don't need to move back. Not any time soon, at least. New York will always be there, and I'll always be able to make my way around it. I had the realization when I was there that New York will always be my city, whether I'm living there or not. That gave me such great comfort. And I felt such content to return to Portland and get back to work on nesting in our new place.