A "Gayla" of a Time

The Gayla Pink Apple

 

It's Been A "Gayla" of a Time!

 

 

I am not sure yet how much I will continue to blog when I return home in LR - my life isn't nearly as exciting as it has been the past month while in Boston and New York City.....I'll  have to wait and see. 

 

I've booked my flight home. I'm excited to be going home, yet a little bit sad to leave NYC.   Thank you, Blair, for allowing me to experience your last two weeks in Boston and then these past three weeks in NYC with you. 

 

I grew up in the country and appreciate the values and genuine love and beauty from my youth - but have to admit I really do love being in a big city - whether it's DC, Chicago, Boston, or NYC (ones I've spent time in) - I love the hustle and bustle and then the ease of walking a few blocks for whatever I need or want.  It may be soap and toothpaste, or bread and milk, regardless,  it is just across or down the street.  I love walking to dine in a local restaurant where you get to know the people by their first names.  I love seeing the doorman every time I go in and out of the apartment and stopping to say hello to him.   I love hailing a taxi - LOL - makes me feel so citified to step off the sidewalk and hold up my arm with such force as if to say "hey, pick me up."  Silly to some, I'm sure  -  but for me - it feels like living life! 

 

Yes, I love the country side and the beauty of the trees too.  Although I enjoy the calm and peacefulness of sitting outside at my parents looking through the woods, it also brings that funny feeling in my heart - that sadness that make me feel like I'm alone and wonder if life has past me by.  That odd feeling in my soul that makes me reminisce of the past and wonder if I have accomplished anything in my 57 years.  The part of me that's scared and sad to admit I have regrets and fears of what is ahead.  Then, when I'm finished allowing all those feelings to navigate through my body, I feel God  - his peace, joy, and love.  As the saying goes, I'm in God's country -- all is good.

Then a jolt of reality where I pull myself together to stand tall with confidence and put one foot in front of the other and continue - some days unsure where I'm going and other days the mundane repeat of where I usually am.  The jolt of reality that sometimes I'm content and other times I'm restless.  The jolt of reality that regardless of where I am, time passes, people come and go, things change, life happens!

 

To be frank, I guess it really doesn't matter if I'm sitting in the backyard in Arkansas or in an apartment in NYC, life still ticks by year by year, month by month, day by day, moment by moment --I try to live and enjoy each day granted to me!  The joy comes from being with the people you love, whether it's my country roots, my little city, or the big city - or anywhere else!

 

Off to the airport!!!! A long day ahead of boarding planes, departures, landings, connecting flights, etc.  and eventually will land in the ROCK!!!  For now, for me, it is -- so long - farewell NYC!! I've had a "Gayla of a Time"!!! I've enjoyed blogging with you all.   Hope you enjoyed  - I certainly enjoyed sharing my stories.

 

The Gayla Pink Apple,