An Oklahoman in New York

I visited NYC for the first time in August of 2017. My boyfriend, Oliver - we’ll just call him O, hosted me for my stay in the “Big Apple.” He also quickly informed me that no one calls it that here, so I’m officially one step closer to being a New Yorker for knowing so, right?

I played the role of tourist perfectly: I went to Times Square, I obeyed traffic laws and I made eye contact with strangers on the subway. Now I know better.

My view of Manhattan from the ship the day I visited the Statue of Liberty. It felt like something out of a movie, and I felt I was part of something gigantic in that moment.

My view of Manhattan from the ship the day I visited the Statue of Liberty. It felt like something out of a movie, and I felt I was part of something gigantic in that moment.

I never could have imagined the reality of New York City. My expectations, formed by years of binge-watching Sex and the City and New York Fashion Week feeds, never prepared me for the brutal enormity of this place. It’s referred to as the Concrete Jungle for a reason. Growing up in the expansive world of Oklahoma, where we are known for our beautiful sunsets, I found walking through the streets of Manhattan felt a lot like being at the bottom of a snow globe.

Two visits later, I have to admit, it’s an interesting view.

I’ve managed to mark off a few NYC bucket list items in my short time here. I floated over to the Statue of Liberty, froze for a glimpse of the tree at Rockefeller Center, wiped tears from my eyes at Ground Zero, enjoyed the view from Top of the Rock, rode the Cyclone at Coney Island, watched a softball game in Central Park, helped an excited softball team consume over 100 tequila shots in celebration of their victory. Ok, that last one may not have exactly been written down on the list, but when in New York, do as New Yorkers do.

Most of the time, that simply means walk really quickly.

Now that I’ve settled in and recovered from all the walking, it’s time I start setting a few goals. After a quiet NYE at home - no I was not one of the 2 million people who stood in the arctic temperatures waiting for the ball to drop; I’m a New Yorker now, not a tourist, remember? - I’ve set my resolutions for 2018:

  1. Know Thyself

  2. Be A Story-Teller

The first step to creating a life we love has to be understanding what we love and why we love it. Pythagoras said: “No one is free who has not obtained the empire of himself.” Perhaps by writing to you, and sharing stories of the people who inspire me along the way, I’ll manage to accomplish both resolutions here. Thanks for following along.

Have any 2018 resolutions you want to share? Drop them in the comments below.