There are days when I forget we live in a city. This thought may seem
ridiculous to someone who doesn't live in the city. After all, how is it
possible to forget, when you ride in an elevator each day, when you look
out your window at other high-rises, when you hear traffic and
construction and sirens at all hours? Yet, home is home, so when you're
helping with homework or making dinner or watching TV, is living in the
city really any different?
Today, however, we were reminded--in a big way--of where we live. What
started as a trip to a theater street fair (how New York is that?!)
continued with multiple intersections with a (the?) Climate March,
complete with balloons and drums and signs and what seemed like the
entire police force. And once we were past that, we were upon the Mexico
parade, not to mention most of the world out doing weekend shopping.
It is easy to forget that you live in the city--that is, until you walk
out the door and encounter the people and the places and the activities
and the walk-everywhere feeling that made you stay in the city in the
first place. There are times when life in the city is hard. Between
navigating multiple schools and carrying purchases on foot and paying
for what seems like everything, a person could tire quickly. But on a
day like today, I am reminded of some of the why. The seeing people and
events we would never otherwise encounter. The sights and sounds that
are free. The constant education, no matter what school you go to.
It was a crowded, hectic day in the city, to be sure. But it was also a
day in the city that reminded me, just for a moment, why we're here.
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