Grief is a tough part of life and one that we all experience at some point. Although if you flip it, not experiencing grief would surely mean you've had nothing to lose. Which is worse right? Anyway, back to grief. I've been there.
Six and a half months ago I waved goodbye to New York City after calling it home for five years. In retrospect I now realise living there was more than a dream, it was a love affair. Filled with excitement, liberation, intense joy, and that heady feeling that just makes you smile. Yes I have completely romanticized it and there were disappointments at times too. Not many though!
