Saturday, August 28, 2010

Fear and sorrow in New York City

I remember the first time I came to New York City.  I was 25.  I took the train up, from a summer spent in Washington D.C., for a weekend trip.

I had heard a lot about New York City.  What stayed with me the most was the advice about watching my bags, how to avoid getting mugged, etc.   When I was 10 our family did a 5 week cross-country drive in our station wagon.  At the last minute, 50  miles from the city, my father decided to NOT go to NYC because of the crime.  This stuck with me for a long time.

Driving into NYC a couple of days ago I remembered that palpable feeling of fear I had brought with me the first time.  Perhaps New York has changed since then.  Certainly I've changed.  New York also seems more human, more vulnerable, since September 11th, 2001.  My feelings have softened.

New York is certainly exciting.  But this time it's also happy, calm, beautiful, serene.  Relaxing, even.

Here are some pics from yesterday.

Having to go through all the emotions about 9/11 with the kids at Ground Zero and St. Paul's Church was challenging.  It pained me to bear the kids' sensitive souls to the damage that we can all do to each other.

But taking cabs around town is very fun and exciting!  And even the artwork in our hotel lobby brings a special brand of New York joy to us.

Tonight, a delightful occasion:  a happy wedding and a chance to special time celebrating with family we love dearly.

I want to be a part of it - New York, NEW YORK!

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