Happy weekend, everyone! I’ve been having a good time showing my apartment to prospective roommates, as we are currently in the market for one. I’ve met some amazing women, several of them in the same situation I was when I moved here. I wish I could help all of them!

Seeing people looking for a place to live has really made me understand how lucky I am to be here. I had 60 people respond to the ad I posted for the room, and managed to dwindle it down to seven ladies. Many of the women I met today have been exhausted from looking at dirty, sketchy, unsatisfying apartments. I was so fortunate to walk into my living situation — sight unseen — and have things turn out completely wonderful. It was all the outcome of trust. The woman that let me have her room trusted me, despite not meeting me. In turn I trusted that she would provide me with a safe, healthy environment, despite never seeing the apartment. I didn’t have to see a single dodgy apartment. I didn’t have to schlep around town. I simply trusted, and she simply sensed that I urgently needed a place to live because she, too, had been in my situation. I count my blessings every day.

I have been helped so much in my journey during the past three and a half months. I cannot wait to pay it forward, to give someone the feeling that I’m experiencing.

Best,
j

super saturday : the botanic garden edition

I love me a good Saturday. Sleeping in (until 8:30), some greasy eggs over-easy, and a completely directionless afternoon are exactly what I yearn for. Yesterday I was excited to wake up, and even though I didn’t have plans, I knew my feet would take me somewhere special.
I started walking in the same direction that I always do, and I’m glad I did. Fate brought two confused Asian tourists my direction looking for the Brooklyn Botanic Garden, and when I realized we were all just a stone’s throw away from it, I decided to check it out for myself.
Wow. Wow wow wow wow. I never thought that a city could squeeze in such a natural attraction, but it was the most incredible escape from the concrete and skyscrapers that surround me on a daily basis. The garden was sprawling — it took me a good hour to make a round through, and I didn’t even venture onto a fraction of the offshoot paths. Each direction led to beautiful surprises —herb gardens, ponds, fountains, blossoming trees and conservatories. Seeing thick patches of grass brought a smile to my face. 
It was a peaceful walk, and a very reflective experience. It made me wish I could walk with all the people I love, like so many around me. It made me think of my mom, grandmother, and aunts, all who would have enjoyed the great gardens and scenery. And it reminded me that I am in this place for a reason — for whatever reason, I have yet to learn, but it exists.
Some days are easier than others. Those ‘others’ are the days I wonder what on earth I’m doing, and sometimes the only answer is I’m being young and growing up. 
  
 
best,
jc