You've been on my mind lately, old friend. So strong and fierce. I know you and your residents will get through the recent Marathon tragedies. Your people are resilient...with much pride for their neighborhoods and traditions. I remember being one of those people.
Do you remember? I was just a young lady, bright-eyed and ready to take on the world. Upon approaching college graduation, I pulled out a map and decided where I wanted to start anew. I chose you, Boston. With your immense history, New England charm and crazy Red Sox fans...I wanted to get to know you better.
Having never traveled farther than Nevada, it was a little bit scary packing up everything I owned and putting it in storage, saying goodbye to all of my loved ones and leaving my home state of California. But it was also exciting. When I landed at Logan airport, I only had two bags and a map of the "T". I didn't know a soul and had no clue where I was going...but I knew it was going to be an adventure and wild ride. You didn't disappoint, Boston.
Everything was so new to me...riding the subway, hearing your people's accents, your big tall buildings and waterfront. Especially the snow. Remember the first snow that I experienced? I walked all around your streets feeling the snowflakes land on my face and taking pictures of everything. It was so beautiful. All of the newness was exhilarating. Learning to navigate your transit system, finding my way through your neighborhoods, and discovering all your hidden gems.
We shared so many good memories, Boston. Meeting my first friend at the Sports Club. Shopping on Newbury Street. Sox and Celtics games. Working on the restoration and reopening your gorgeous, Ritz Carlton hotel. Drinking Dunkin' Donuts Pumpkin Spice coffee on my way to work. Walking through the Common on a sunny day. Concerts at the Hatch Shell. Eating Mike's cannolis in the North End. Drinking beers in Southie. Sitting on my balcony in Brookline watching a summer thunderstorm. My first date with that Boston PD fellow at Au Bon Pain in Harvard Square. Learning how to use the word "wicked". Bonding with my roommate K, who I still miss to this day.
I'm filled with so many amazing memories visiting your New England neighbors as well. Fireworks over the water on 4th of July in Providence, Rhode Island. Salem at Halloween. Exploring Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Eating lobster and walking on the beach in Kennebunkport, Maine. But my most memorable trip was walking the snow covered streets of Montreal and cuddling up by the fire in my plush robe at the Ritz Carton Montreal.
You are the city that changed my life. Because of our time together, I grew and stretched. You taught me that I could do anything, go anywhere and I could do it all on my own. It was only a short year of my life that we shared but the experiences were some of the best of my life. I really lived when I was with you. It was like being a child again and wondering at every new discovery. All of my senses were on high alert. I really listened to every sound, tasted everything I ate and really took in every sight. I breathed in every nuance of you, Boston.