I have a lot to be thankful for. I was reminded of this while looking through some of my photos from my trip to New York a couple of months ago. What an outstanding city. And what an amazing experience it was to be there for my friend's wedding and then to be able to wonder through the city streets with my camera after I was done with flowers. New York is so inspiring to me - always has been. It may be down but it is never out. A city of survivors. They take care of their own and they welcome everyone else. A city of diversity, a true melting pot. It's a city that houses more talent than can be measured. But it can be felt and it feels electric. When I walked through her streets, camera in hand, my heart was flying high. So much beauty - raw and refined - so many voices, so many points of view all sharing the same stage. It's staggering. I love it and am thankful for it. It's a treasure.
I think people see New York as an asphault jungle but this trip I noticed that it is much more than that. It's not as hard as it seems. I saw flowers and green everywhere. I spent a lot of my time on the Lower East Side which boasts community gardens around practically every corner. Mossy rocks, secret pathways through lush green trees and shrubs, garden roses, bird baths - they had it all. I was blown away.
On this Thanksgiving I am thankful for all that I have learned over this past year. It has been both exhilarating and exhausting. It was Rosegolden's first birthday the other day. I am thankful for the bumpy road I have travelled to get here. The depths have made the heights all the more precious to me. I've learned to take photos. I've learned to let myself write. I've learned to try. And to try again. And to keep trying. I've battled my perfectionism which at times left me feeling wounded and broken but I'm better for the scars. I've learned how healing it can be to hold flowers in your hands. I learned to bond with flowers. I learned that sometimes finishing a bouquet makes me cry. Despite some of the setbacks and losses of this first year, I have learned how to experience joy again. That feeling that I am exactly where I am supposed to be, doing exactly what I am supposed to be doing. For this I am very thankful.