Thirteen Yeats Ago Today.. May 19, 1999, I moved to Lancaster with my mom, hoping to start a new phase of my life. We had been living in Fort Lee, NJ for the previous nine years. Living there had become tedious, unsustainable, and unneccassary, after the death of my grandmother.
My now former best friend greeted us on that day that we arrived in Lancaster. We stayed at his apartment that night, and moved into the apartment that I'm still living in, the following morning. On the day we moved into this apartment, I remember thinking.. "Hopefully this is where our dreams will come true".
The "Dreams" we had, turned into nightmares. Our beloved business, Market America, did not pan out as hoped. I had several estrangements from my father. My nearly thirty year relationship with my best friend ended.
In March, 2010, as everyone who read my posts knows, my mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. She had a long, courageous battle with the cancer, and was even termed to be "cancer free" until the cancer returned to her brain on the morning of Feb 13. On the morning of April 4, my mom left me forever, and I have been grieving ever since.
Now, on the thirteenth anniversary of my move to Lancaster, I am weeks away from returning to New York.
Thirteen Years. While I have enjoyed the beauty, reasonable prices, and atmosphere of Lancaster, the Thirteen Years have largely been a nightmare for me, with the biggest nightmare being my mom's passing,.
In less than a month, the move that my family terms the biggest mistake I ever made, will be rectified. I just hope and pray that the next thirteen years of my life, turn out to be better than the last thirteen years have.
Mitch
My now former best friend greeted us on that day that we arrived in Lancaster. We stayed at his apartment that night, and moved into the apartment that I'm still living in, the following morning. On the day we moved into this apartment, I remember thinking.. "Hopefully this is where our dreams will come true".
The "Dreams" we had, turned into nightmares. Our beloved business, Market America, did not pan out as hoped. I had several estrangements from my father. My nearly thirty year relationship with my best friend ended.
In March, 2010, as everyone who read my posts knows, my mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. She had a long, courageous battle with the cancer, and was even termed to be "cancer free" until the cancer returned to her brain on the morning of Feb 13. On the morning of April 4, my mom left me forever, and I have been grieving ever since.
Now, on the thirteenth anniversary of my move to Lancaster, I am weeks away from returning to New York.
Thirteen Years. While I have enjoyed the beauty, reasonable prices, and atmosphere of Lancaster, the Thirteen Years have largely been a nightmare for me, with the biggest nightmare being my mom's passing,.
In less than a month, the move that my family terms the biggest mistake I ever made, will be rectified. I just hope and pray that the next thirteen years of my life, turn out to be better than the last thirteen years have.
Mitch
