In love with love

Tonight was another beautiful Manhattan night. I went out with a good friend to see Carly Jibson sing at Joe's Pub downtown. It wasn't until I was walking back with my friend that I realized how awesome the night was. The empire state building was beautiful tonight dressed in bright white lights, and the air by the flat iron building was crisp and fresh. I had a moment right before I walked into the subway. I cannot believe I live here. Like a wave, this feeling will overcome me, and I get thrilled. I love the possibilities here, and I love how much I have grown in these four months.
I am leaving for NC on wednesday and I couldn't be happier to see my family. I wondered to myself tonight, if the ones who had passed could believe what I was doing. I would love to see their faces.
I thought about when everyone was still alive, tonight as I was standing by Bryant Park. I thought of how beautiful of a time it was to have everyone still here. There is so much love in my family, but more than that there is so much character and personality. There is never a boring moment. We are not a family with conventional anythings, but I don't think I could have it any other way.
I am happy to get home. I am happy to see the beach, to reconnect with the familiar. I am happy to go to Asheville and see what really became my second family. I am happy to hike through the Blue Ridge Parkway again, to drink with old friends again, to play old games again, and to catch up.
But I will be happy to return to my new home. I am falling in love with this place. In fact, I love so much about so manything, and so many people. I am a hopeless romantic. I fall desperately in love with all sorts of things, sometimes blindly hurting myself. But, I don't think I would have it any other way.
I am in love with love.
... and with this video