Everyone knows that where you are from in large part makes you the person you are. The person you become is a result of where you choose to take your life. Being from a small town in North Carolina, I was brought up exactly how one might suspect. I was good manners and how to be a lady. Coming from a family of good, hardworking, respectable people meant I had a solid foundation towards a nice future.
As I mentioned in my first post, I had wanted to move to New York from the time I was a child. This dream stemmed from a family vacation with my friend Heather. Her family took me with them to New York when I was eleven years old, and from that moment I never saw the world the same. My town was so small, and as much as I loved it there, I had been exposed to something so much bigger and I was forever obsessed. It was so glamorous and larger than life. I didn’t know why, but I wanted to be a part of it. I remember seeing the women wearing sneakers with their suits, carrying their heels in their handbags, and thinking, “I want to be like those women.”
From that point on, I wanted to be in a city, so I chose to move to Charlotte Charlotte. I spent eight years in Charlotte, four in school and four working there after I graduated. I certainly needed Charlotte as a buffer for the most culturally diverse city on the planet. Prior to Charlotte I had very little exposure to other environments and backgrounds. My time spent there prepared me insurmountably for my move here. Without that buffer I do not know if I would have adjusted as well as I have.
I find my personal evolution quite interesting, which is a major part of why I started this blog. My foundation was built on morals and manners- so no matter what changes I go through, that part of me stays the same. I always try my very hardest to do the right thing and be polite. My time in Charlotte educated me on different types of people and how to relate and adapt. I have already noticed some changes. I’m more assertive and opinionated for sure, but I still practice good manners and wear my heart on my sleeve.
And, don’t ever think it is silly to believe in your dreams, because they do come true. I know this because I am now a New York woman who wears sneakers on her walk to work and carries her heels in her handbag- and I can’t help but smile when I see a little girl watching me as I pass by.
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