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Closure, Tying Up Loose Ends, And Letting Them Go

The post I'm about to share with you is a very personal one. But it's one that I feel the need to share because it's been extremely healing for me.


Some of my longtime blogging friends may recall a post I shared nine years ago entitled, Coming Full Circle, which was about the death of my birth mother when I was 6-years old, and how it affected me later in my life.


My birth mother died of cancer (Hodgkin's disease ) when she was only 40-years old; leaving a husband and three children. My father, for reasons I truly believe were his best intentions, never told my siblings and I that our mother was sick with a serious illness, or that she was dying, because he didn't want to worry us or cause us pain. So when she was in the final stages of dying, five years after being diagnosed, my siblings and I were taken to stay with a relative. And after the traditional two-day Italian funeral was over, the three of us were then brought back to our home and told what had happened.

Sharing A Life Lesson

Ever since making my decision last year to leave Philadelphia and move back to New York, I've been presented with certain life lessons.

Now mind you, I've been presented with these same life lessons many times before whenever I have decided to make a big change in my life, or even while going through a challenging experience in which I needed to trust that everything would be presented to me at the exact time I needed it to move through the change or the challenge.

I truly believe that I came into this world with specific lessons to learn, and it is through my own life scenarios that I am taught these lessons.

Today I would like to share with you, one of those lessons...

Remaining Open and Adaptable:

Isn't funny that no matter how carefully we plan something, it never goes exactly as planned?

And have you also noticed that life is constantly calling upon us to be adaptable?

Out And About In SoHo, New York

One of my favorite areas of Manhattan is SoHo (the name "SoHo" refers to the area being "South of Houston Street") because I love its creative vibe and edgy atmosphere. SoHo is a marvelous blend of bohemian and industrial.

Whenever I think of SoHo, I think of massive lofts. These same lofts that used to house manufacturing factories in the 1950's are now home to photo studios, fashion houses, and art galleries. Soho, known for its elegant cast-iron-facades and cobblestone streets, has a long history of inspiring New York’s creative communities.

At night, the neighborhood is an atmospheric backdrop for crowds gathering at diverse restaurants and hot spots. During the day, street vendors sell everything from jewelry to original artwork.

News Flash...I Found Carrie Bradshaw's Apartment In Sex And The City, Can You Believe It?!?!

Because I did not have HBO at that time, I didn't get to see much of Sex and the City until it went off the air and I purchased the DVD complete series collection on sale. During the first year the show was on, I would sometimes get together with a few friends on a Saturday night and watch it at someones house who had cable. Yet I have to be honest, I didn't initially love the show like most people did because (and can you BELIEVE I'm even saying this?), I found the show offensive and TMI. Me. Can you fathom that? That I (who at one time on this blog posted about shaving my kiwis) would find an HBO show offensive and TMI??

Well, obviously I was suffering from some leftover Catholic-School-Mortal-Sin-Going-To-Hell-Guilt back then, because pretty much NOTHING offends me now.

Needless to say, years later, I fell absolutely head over heels for the show. Even now, 14 years later, I still watch it on DVD.

Sex and the City was so far ahead of its time because no topic was off limits. They didn't even know what the word taboo was. And I don't think the show was bold just to be BOLD, it was meant to push buttons to make people think. And laugh. And sometimes cry. It also celebrated the power of women and female friendships. Men took a back seat in that show; placing women in the driver's seat. And in control.