A very close girlfriend and I will be travelling to New York City for New Year’s Eve. Two nights and days of fun. I can’t wait. She is also divorced and single.
For the last few weeks, I have been on the fence about whether to go. Last night I looked at the tattoo which reminds me to not squander the decision to leave my marriage, and made up my mind.
My Mom told me today that she was in Times Square to watch the ball drop in 1965. She spent time touring the world in the mid 60s…including Germany, Moscow, Russia (where she met my father), Japan, Vietnam, and Nepal. Oh, and Hawaii and New York City as well.
I know there are some of you who live in the city that never sleeps… we may pass each other in Times Square.