Mission Accomplished

As I mentioned, yesterday would’ve been my 3 month anniversary being married to the greatest human being to enter my life. I decided that I would spend as much of the day doing what George and I liked to do around Christmas and that would be go to the shops at Union Square and Bryant Park. Well with several obstacles in my way I did eventually get to both places, but it was abbreviated visits.

This morning George’s work called me to tell me they were going to drop off his personal items to my apartment while picking up some of the company owned computers. Because of George’s cancer he wasn’t always in the best shape to go to work so he worked from home 3 days a week starting back in May. Now the big secret comes out on why I always took Tuesday’s off. With lacrosse I have a very nontraditional work schedule so often times I would be out recruiting on weekends, and having on-campus visits during the week. So when George was home on Tuesdays, I quickly decided Tuesdays would be my day off too. We treated Tuesdays like a Saturday by making it banana pancake day. George claimed I made the best banana pancakes, but I think he was just being nice.

Anyway, getting away from my tangent, around 1pm his work finally came and we made the exchanges. Once they left, I started to go through the boxes, because George said prior to becoming disoriented that he still had some of our wedding checks to deposit. I slowly started going through the boxes in search of those checks, but found something more appealing that he had written.

In our master’s program, once you finished your thesis, script, or book (it was a writing master’s program), you had the write an acknowledgement page. His last paragraph he wrote, “To Julia who is a great inspiration to everything in my life. We met at Wilkes and when we are famous we will return to Wilkes to speak about how great we are. Julia, you’ve given me a perspective I had a long time ago; a perspective I had forgotten. Thanks for getting it back for me. You are my love, my muse and my favorite distraction.” To read his words in black and white on a paper sent me into a frenzy. I wanted more of his words, his notes, his thoughts in front of me so I ripped through the boxes from his work looking for more. Between pictures and work scribbles I couldn’t find anything else. So I sat down with his acknowledgement page and read it over and over. It’s pure and honest, and it’s my George.

When I realized that I needed to get to NYC, it was almost 430. I made a goal of getting into the city by 3:30. I rushed outside but there was a monumental distraction. The sunset over Tribeca was breathtaking, and I didn’t need anymore convincing, George had painted me a beautiful sunset. The order of the day was planned out so I would leave at the perfect time to see the salmon streaked skyline. Absolutely stunning.

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I spent about 15 minutes in Union Square before I met my friends at Shake Shack. George always ranted and raved about Shake Shack but we never went together and this was my first time going. Afterwards we all went together to the National Arts Club in Gramercy to meet up with George’s best friend. Being inside of the National Arts Club was an experience that was not like anything else I’ve done. Right when you walk in the floors are a stunning marble and the chandeliers sparkle. In one room, there’s Tiffany glass ceilings and throughout the building there’s amazing christmas lights spiraling on railings and pillars and around not just 1 but 2 christmas trees. In every nook there’s statues and on every wall there’s several paintings. It’s just an amazing building and being there made me feel so incredibly lucky. My friends and I cut our stay short so we could make it to the Bryant Park shops and we got there just before they were closing up. I still got my annual Hot Chocolate from Max Brenners and bought last minute holiday presents. All in all, it was a good day and I could feel George was celebrating with me.

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About J.

Fitness professional, aspiring writer, college lacrosse coach, widowed at 28, currently dating an Air Force officer who is deployed and documenting the at-home dealings and updates.
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