Pedaling through the streets of New York City, my heart races with a mix of excitement and apprehension. The first day of my last week here has arrived. There are so many emotions that are whirling within me. I’d love to call this the start of a new chapter, and while part of me is eager to embrace it, the reality of leaving is beginning to sink in. Did I make the right decision? I wish I had all the answers right now on what would lead me to the perfect place. But I dont.
I recently heard a quote that said,“Don’t be like a child who unearths the garden to see if the seeds are growing. Be patient, have faith in the process, the universe.”
Inspired by these words, I've chosen to put my trust in my instincts and follow the path that feels right. I'm ready to embrace the journey ahead and discover what the universe has in store for me.
Reflecting on my time in New York and the memories I made there, I can't help but appreciate the journey. From braving the cold and navigating my way to Coney Island for class with all my equipment, to lugging it up and down subway stairs, through churches, and all over Brooklyn before heading back to the Bronx, each experience was a testament to my dedication.
I fondly remember editing our short documentary in the suites, with classmates dropping by to check in. As the days inched closer to the screening, it felt like a small hall of dorm rooms, where we all resided for the final week of the year. Some moments were filled with tears, stress, sleepless nights, and plenty of fear. But through it all, nothing compared to the satisfaction of reaching the other side, proud of what I'd accomplished and eager for what lay ahead.
Now, as I navigate job searching and finding my path, I carry those memories with me. They remind me that every challenge I faced and overcame in New York was a stepping stone on the journey to where I am today and where I’m going.
