But It Feels Like It Should Last Forever

This summer I pulled out of storage everything I had packed up from my Scottsdale condo . All the memories of living with Kelly and Jason, the UKAZU parties, studying for the LSATS, and then the nostalgic items that go back even further -- things that go back to childhood days. Then I flew back to Manhattan to clean up my West Village apartment. Four years of living with Brian and Michael, Parsons, the fashion industry, New York City.

I felt like I was cleaning house on old memories -- the good, the bad and the ugly!

It was erie going through my stuff from two very different periods of life within such a short span of each other. It was like rewinding over two different movies at the same time.

I had not been in my Manhattan apartment since June of this summer and when I walked in I was completely overwhelmed! I thought it shouldn't take me more than a day and half to pack up -- come on it's NYC, our place wasn't that big. Ohhh, was I ever wrong. Tackling JUST my room was a nightmare! I had saved every school project, every note ever written to me, and my shoe collection is a bit out of control. I had shoes under my bed, in my closet, in our linen closet, and a long the side of my wall!

But beyond just organizing all my items, I was packing up four years of a fabulous adventure in New York City and unpacking 30 years of a lifetime in Arizona. I had my mother's Lenox China, my dad's old architectural drawings, barbie dolls, old school pictures. Talk about a bit of an emotional roller coaster.

I have had the itch to leave New York for a while, and being back didn't make me change my mind, like all the times in the past. However, it was weird to sink right back into the Manhattan way of life for at least a week. Brian was working from home all week, so I would pack, then we would go and grab lunch at all our old spots and it felt like old times and nothing had changed at all. I definitely got choked up as I hailed a cab and took off for JFK. I do miss our roommate banter and laughing at all of Brian's insane quotes, and having to watch him model outfit after outfit just to go downstairs to get coffee.

As I said goodbye to New York friends and re-connected with Arizona friends, I realized that nothing lasts forever, we are here but for a fleeting moment. Everything passes within a blink of an eye. So enjoy the ride, tomorrow could bring something totally different and new....