We can all admit last year was difficult. It was lonely. I missed my friends who had moved away during the pandemic and I really missed my family. It was draining and my emotional capacity was tapped. The idea of being creative was exhausting. I cried when I got my first vaccine dose because I was overwhelmed by the thoughts of the past year flooding my mind. It was a lot. But you know what else happened? Relationships. Phone calls. Kids laughing and hugging me when I arrived to babysit. Movie Nights. Rooftop hangs. The magic that is always swirling around communities. I started babysitting for a new family I fell in love with and got to finally experience Gramercy Park, the actual gated park. I spent Christmas in Alabama with my family. It was so good for my soul. When it was time for me to come back to New York, I was sad. I didn’t want to be that far from them anymore. I wanted to be around more for my nieces and nephew growing up. I wanted to go to more family gatherings. For as much as I dreamed of being in Brooklyn for the rest of my days, pursuing acting and soaking up all the culture and vibrancy that fills up NYC, something in me yearned for the familiar. I decided that I could still chase my acting dreams in Atlanta, while being closer to family. I talked to my family about the decision and then proceeded to wrap my head around leaving the place i’d enthusiastically called home for the last six years. I moved out of New York in June and now I live in Atlanta, GA. I’m a week in and still haven’t processed saying goodbye to New York. That may take awhile. I wanted to write you though to give you an update on me, my heart and mind. I’m a little tired, have more gray hairs, and am driving a 2001 pickup truck. But you know what, i’m hopeful for what’s to come. Thank you for reading. Chances are, you’ve impacted my life so thank you. And if you’re a stranger or an acquaintance I barely know, thank you for reading this. I’m going to post some photos that will possibly give you a little more to color in who I am. Also, Happy Birthday Charlie Sandlan! You pushed me (hard) to be a more thoughtful actor. Thank you.
