I’m literally just starting this journey of documenting and sharing my struggle to balance WHAT I love with WHO I love, and it’s just so ironic that we arrived in New York City today – the city that I love more than any other city on earth.
NYC is the city that takes my breath away and fills my heart like no other place does. It’s a city I walk into and immediately feel at home and excited and am filled with the most amazing memories…from my first paid dance job to our crazy shit-hole apartments to the love of my life proposing to me at the top of the Empire State Building. Yet, as my pregnant body (Si joint issues) limped from light to light, through Times Square, with my three-year-old son, I watched my son look with wide eyes upon the big buildings and flashing lights. And I realized that this beautiful, colorful, energizing city, in many ways, is too much for me right now and how content I am being away from this city for a while, so I can focus on raising and taking care of my family.
New York I do love you…but there is no balancing with you…I choose them.