Today marks the end of my first week in New York City. I came to New York with a lot of hopes and a few reservations. One of my greatest reservations (in fact it is the one thing that I thought might drive me back to California) was the cold. And the truth is, this last week has been the coldest in years and while I can attest to the bitterness of the cold, it hasn't been unbearable. Not at all. In fact, I like the snow here in the City. I'm not a huge fan of the slippery sidewalks, but it is worth it for the amazing view from my favorite window seat in Starbucks. These huge flakes fall in crazy patterns unto the busy sidewalks where people with bright colored jackets, scarves, and mittens are quickly walking to get to their warm destination. It's one of the best sights you can get from a Starbucks window. So my fears of cold aside, there is little that is stressing me here in New York. Of course there will be things that frustrate me or hardships that I will face in the future, but this week was just lovely. I love the church I'm in (a blog post will come soon). I love the different neighborhoods. I love the fact that I have so many ties here to the city (Jews for Jesus, The Village Church, SEIU 32BJ, and the random friends that live here- Ali and Diana that's a shout out to you girls!). And I love just living here. I still have heard nothing from the job that I applied for with Hope for New York, but I am trusting that if it doesn't happen then it will be God's way of shutting the door. No matter what, I am grateful that I get this time here. I love this city!
I live near a long thin park called Parque Forestal. It's really quite a nice park and it has a long stretch of a lane for riding bikes or jogging. And since I have a fear of riding bikes in this city, I jog. It's really pleasent. I usually listen to radioDisney on my mp3 player and jog along to Jonas Brothers, Beyonce, or Julieta Venegas. Great stuff. Yesterday on my jog I noticed that the trees were beginning to change. Fall has finally arrived and I am glad for the change. But as I was jogging through the falling leaves, I began to think about how much I like fall. And I had this special moment when I realized that I want to be here in Santiago, jogging through this park for many falls to come. After the past few weeks of cultural adjustment being a little more painful than normal, this was a nice thought to have.
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