My Queendom

Difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations.

Guys, it’s been a long five years. But this past year has felt like one of the longest. I’ve been trying to figure out what’s been getting to me lately. What’s making me feel paralyzed. I don’t think it’s the travel and obligations. I don’t think it’s the cats that feel like a burden. I don’t think it’s the heavy workload. And I’m going to go so far as to say that I don’t think it’s my impending divorce. I think it’s the apartment that isn’t 100% mine. The apartment that has been preventing so many other things from happening…Until now.

After months of reviewing my application to buy the home I’ve been living in for the past seven years, the co-op Board said “yes.” The back and forth of feverishly proving my ability to take on such a pivotal asset is a thing of the past. Now, I’m on my way to becoming a real-life, bonafide Brooklyn homeowner.

The wild thing? Just before I received the news, I donated all my furniture to the Salvation Army. You see, I had been living with the things he and I bought together. After all these years, sure, they became mine and I got used to living with them. But coming home to these things wasn’t always easy. I wasn’t living in a place that felt like Fi. None of it was me, my style, my aspiration. There was the couch I sat on when he told me he was leaving me. The chair he sat on when he said it. The table we ate on before it all happened. The bed we slept in for all those years. Gone.

Without a solid plan, I completely emptied my apartment. It was time. I needed this. My neighbor stopped by to ask if I was moving. I replied, “I’m not sure…I’m just ready to start anew.” A couple hours later, the Board and the Universe agreed.

You might have noticed me celebrating this past weekend. Smiling, laughing, jumping around  with so much joy.  Much of it was in celebration of my friend, Aaron, who is marrying his college sweetheart. Congrats, Levins! But, the rest of it was because I’m one step closer to having my very own Queendom. And it feels amazing. Yes.

So here goes. Next stop: setting a date for the closing…whatever that means. Oh, and buying new furniture. Let’s do this.

5 thoughts on “My Queendom

  1. I’m so proud of you and yes…you’ve earned it! Sweat and tears. There’s quite a difference when you know you are about to enjoy the fruits of all your hard work. You are someone that peeps know are sincere and real and you’ve come thru the clouds and rain! Congrats my love. You have shown me what I’ve always known. You are a winner and don’t ever let anyone tell you different. Love you always Dad

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  2. That’s awesome, so proud of you and all you have accomplished. Please give my grandson a call once in a while when he moves to New York (early October). May God continue to bless n guide you. Love you.

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    1. Thank you so, so much! And yes, I absolutely will give him a call! Can’t wait to hear about his experience in NYC! Hugs. Love you!

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  3. I’m so happy for you! What a weight to be lifted at such a critical time. Keep taking on those challenges and ruling your life your way. 😉😘❤️

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