Movin' right along...

I know I mentioned here before that J and I will probably move in together.  It will probably be some time next summer... into Manhattan.  (Don't ask me how we will do it, an affordable place - [three bedroom!] in a good school district...  But he says we can...)

And that's fine.  I love Manhattan.  I loved living in Manhattan.  I haven't really connected too well/too much with people here... so it's not such a great loss for me.

But (you know with me there's always a but.  I'm always over thinking everything, so there always has to be a "but"!)

You know, "we" talk about diversity & how it's so great... and how living in the city.. (manhattan) it's so diverse.  And it is.  Relative to Montana.  But relative to Queens?  Not so much.  I get on the train here & there are all sorts of people.  From all sorts of backgrounds.  I get on the train on the Upper West side?  Black.  White.  Latin.  That's it.  And I love having that diversity.  It makes me feel more.... real, I guess.  The real world.  Not what I think of the Manhattan bubble... a borough that is turning into  one made up of the very rich and the very poor, one which is turning into a giant shopping mall with luxury apartments... that most people, on most incomes, cannot afford to shop in.

I look at my kids' school, I look at the friends they have:  all different types.  Nice kids.  Good kids.  Sweet kids.  I go into the school, the staff there greets me, they know my kids, I can talk to the Assistant Principal about my kids.  She knows them.  This is a public school.  In NYC.  But it's also a small community school, far from being big and uncaring.

So ok.  Because I have nothing else to worry about, I'm thinking about that now.  Siiiggghh..... Do I really want to move?  What will that mean?  What sort of kids will my kids become if they grow up in Manhattan?  (My parents nearly bought a house in Great Neck...before they bought the house where I grew up.. For those of you who know Long Island, Great Neck is vastly different from where I grew up.  Vastly.  I would have been a different person, for sure.  [Or at least had much more designer clothing!])

I don't know.  It's really important to J to live in Manhattan, and that certainly would not be a hardship for me...living right near a park, walk to everything, closer to work...  But.

Just thinking.  As usual.

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