One chilly evening, I peeked out the window to see tiny, white snowflakes, gently falling to the ground. That particular weekend felt chaotic to me, with no sense of slowing down anytime soon. It’s so easy to get wrapped up in projects. I’ll admit that there are days when I have a love/hate relationship with the city. There are moments when it’s loud and crazy, with honking horns and stories that you can’t quite make up. Then there are those sunny Sundays in the fall. The air is crisp, and the leaves burst with color. The city is quiet, and I remember why I fell in love with New York City.
There is one place that feels consistent to me; which is Central Park. It’s our “happy place,” and it feels like home every day of the week. It’s there for me, whenever I need it. I visit for walks with Grant, runs on my own, weekends for photoshoots, summer for picnics, spring for the cherry blossoms, fall to play in the leaves, and last of all, winter to celebrate New Year’s Eve in the same spot we were engaged several years ago. For each visit, and every season, we create new memories.
As I finish my runs, I spend time stretching near the benches that line the park. Lately, I’ve discovered other New Yorker’s memories that they’ve left there as well. I know it sounds funny, but I’ve made it a habit. I read the plaques on each of the Central Park benches, and I enjoy learning about each person’s love for the park. There’s one in particular, that I have a weakness for. A husband, that purchased the bench for his wife that he lost. It says that she “ran though their lives” and she always cherished her runs through the park. I stop to visit her bench and stretch during each of my own runs.
That particular snowy day, we set out to explore the winter wonderland that became Central Park. It felt calm and it felt peaceful. The snow came late in the day, so there weren’t many people out and about.
It felt serene, which is exactly what I needed. Walking hand in hand through the park together made it even better. One day, I hope that can have a bench and plaque of our own, to honor our memories in this special place that we share together. Until then, we’ll continue our adventures, and we’ll share them with you.
I hope you have your own place that brings you a calm sense of peace and happiness. If not, come by and visit Central Park someday. We’re happy to share our special place with you! Wishing you a lovely weekend beauties! xx
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