NYC!

Some of you may have wondered where I've been, but for those of you who follow my daughter's blog, (ShiraBabyLove), you know exactly my whereabouts! We were celebrating Milo's first birthday in NYC!

Hard to believe it has been a year since Milo was born. Time flies way too fast for my liking. I just haven't figured out a way to slow it down. And for all my "trying to live in each moment" mentality, the wings of time fleetingly escape my grasp.

And so this weekend brought a flood of memories from a year ago, when daughter and I traipsed through the city streets, hoping each block we covered would bring on a contraction. But, Milo was coming when he was good and ready, and our two weeks in the city turned into a month.

It has been almost fourteen years since I cried in the middle of an East Village restaurant when we brought our Daughter to New York University.  These were tears of fear, I must admit.  New York City can be a frightening place for some of us. And I knew I would be scared witless, often, because nothing would keep me away from my baby girl. And so to have lived in the city for a month seems a bit of an irony...and a gift.

For those of you who don't know, my daughter, son-in-law and grandbaby are moving from NYC to the Sunshine State. I am overjoyed, thrilled and elated. And yet with each step I took this weekend, recollections peered out from the past. I was nostalgic and even a bit sad. This is the city my daughter fell in love with, and fell in love in, and gave birth to beautiful grandson Milo. So tears and fears aside, this is my city now too, and will forever hold a special place in my heart.

Milo's birthday weekend begins!