Skip to main content

The Land of What Ifs

Times Square, New York City
7:20 am

My short story goes like this:
When I was 28 I had begun a clothing line (finally!) and it had success, although small the signs were good. The clothing sold out in each store, it was commented that the fit was excellent which was my calling card...good fit and fabric.
So, I worked on my business at night and had a job with a software company by day. I went to NYC for a fabric buying trip and came home resolved to move there. We had a new york office, I made a call. They said maybe they could make room for me there,
 but this was "off the record" 
Lucky Magazine(which might not be in print because I don't know these things anymore) came to my small shared apartment in sf to view my line after seeing it in a boutique. 
This was it!  

 after I decided to move to new york...




I met Clay
we met in San Francisco
he will tell anyone he left Alaska to find a woman :)


So, when I go to New York, it is me being somewhere 
in the land of what if's


my mom always told me the most important decision you make is who you marry

there are a lot of options out there to choose from in life
sometimes they look the same but there are subtleties that will make you happier in the end

I spent the day looking at fabric, architecture,art, visiting with my friend Sarina, eating good food, etc








I have a list :)


Spending time with Sarina, who I have known since we were 19 at BYU, was a gift. I could see the beautiful life she has built with her husband and boys. We touched on the subject of "can you believe this is our life? did you ever think you would live on the east coast? or me in Boulder?"


I'm 46.
Those older than me will say, you are so young! 
But I know those younger may think we 46 year olds have this clear vision of life and where we are headed.
In terms of living a christlike life, I have that vision even though I stumble.
But in return for that, we are often led away from the things we so desire for something more eternal. 
I might not have had New York,
 but I have an equally busy, loud, cool, art filled life right here. Or at least I try and make it that way.
And I know I can take that anywhere :)


But man, I 💗 NY


Comments

  1. Girl, you need to be on project runway!! Love and miss your amazing family!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Lovely! Thank you for sharing this Jennifer!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Lofty Summer Project

Summer Milkbarn projects! We had so many plans and then like anything,  summer came and kind of went (well, unless you count the 25 days left of actual summer).  We accomplished 2 things.  Here is the the boys room remodel.  We haven't completed the built in book shelves but this is a pretty amazing re-do since it was a pretty nasty room to start with. Before photos   (after I delightfully cleaned, donated and organized the boys belongings! well, not all of them) Right below this crack through their ceiling slept Henry  in the top bunk. If I was him, I would've imagined monsters or something trying to break in from another dimension... oh wait, that is Stranger Things on Netflix ( okay, so that was my 3rd summer project)  old paint swatches from 2 1/2 years ago lightening speed around here! Ripped up the carpet and remains of a rainbow loom rip rainbow looms After the carpet and linoleum un...

Post #40 The Ninja Room

The room my family has been waiting for.  Seriously!  I knew when we decided to turn this into a hang out room versus another bedroom(sorry teenage Lucy) it would be the end all at the Milkbarn.  In the 70's, when I grew up, this type of room was called a den. Rightly so. They were usually planked with wood siding and padded with two toned shag carpet. Nowadays I hear the word lounge to describe this space which only conjures up images of 20 somethings in the 90's  (ahem, that was me)   congregating at hip places with lots of sectional seating and guys thinking cigars were cool while I thought it seemed all so ridiculous.  So our children, upon carpet installation, commandeered the room for fighting and wrestling and so forth.  They named it The Ninja Room . No den, no lounge...just the ninja room. We love that they named it. We wanted to put up all of our family photographs  in a more personal space. ...

Costumes and Windows

Our shady tree Our favorite tree holds this swing we pulled out of the "jungle room"...remember the room with the Bali mural and plants everywhere that left our collective heads scratching? The swing survived the excavating. Anyway, our swing is a place where we play, snack,  talk, think, hold hands, lean on each other and (maybe)escape. Or watch bunnies. RIP Ernie. (My bunny friend that never ran away from me.) I love how the Milkbarn looks in the fall. Delivery complete. We filled this dumpster up within a week or two of tearing up the apartment. Windows installed!  The three on the left is where the kitchen sink will be. Early fall morning looking towards the canyon.  Autumn never gets old for me. Our backyard neighbors must be sick of looking at this mess. The kids picked this up unwillingly. Ah, Milkbarn memories. Sleeping in our future kitchen yo. Halloween chaos. I decided this year to make some Halloween...