A Five Year Plan in Review

Ironwood, Denver

This past weekend we were in Denver for Hunter's college graduation.  It has been five years since I was back home, give or take a week. It gave me cause to pause and review my life over the past five years in New York City and to see what we left behind without rose colored glasses in either direction. Hunter took us to an eclectic store on South Broadway in Denver called Ironwood and I found this ying/yang display of New York and Colorado.  I thought it was a perfect depiction of both places (I will always regret that I didn't buy that doll).

Snooze an AM Eatery

Hunter took us to RiNo in downtown Denver, and I must admit that Denver has achieved a very cool factor.  We had breakfast at Snooze and I think that a restaurant like that in New York City would be too expensive to really cater to anyone truly hip..Yet in Denver we were sampling pancake flights and morning cocktail concoctions with the coolest of the cool. Cameron loved that almost every restaurant we went to had meats from local, organic farms, which is more challenging to find and/or afford in New York City.

We drove up to Evergreen and it looked like time had stood still.  We walked around the lake and it felt like no time had passed at all.  I could imagine that we were just taking a family walk and headed to the lake house to play frizz bee as we had done so many times over the years.  As we walked towards Baskin Robins were heard a familiar voice yell Cameron's name out.  It was her dear friend, Otto Schloegel,   He had spotted us as he was driving around the lake with his mother, Rebecca.  We had made a pact that this was a strictly family weekend and none of us were allowed to meet up with old friends, so it was nice to see a friendly face from days gone by.

We went to Breckenridge as a mini vacation for all of us and stayed at our beloved Beaver Run Resort. As we rolled our bags across the lobby I told the kids to look small as I had made the reservation for two adults and three children under the age of 17.  At least I didn't say they were under the age of 12.

I love Breckenridge and when I occasionally buy a LOTTO ticket I always think that "when" I win I want to buy a condo there.  Although it's only an hour and a half from Evergreen it was a regular vacation spot for us, so it was wonderfully familiar to return to. But as comfortable as it was, there was not a sadness associated with not living there, more of a contentment in knowing that it was still there.

We walked over to the sledding hill in Breckenridge and a gentleman asked if we would like him to take our picture.  Hunter had had his fill of posing for pictures after his graduation, but it caught him off guard, so I quickly agreed and the man may have taken our Christmas photo for us. I sent the photo to two of my co-workers in New York who know me quite well, and yet I wondered when they looked at the photo if they felt like they were looking at someone they did not know at all.  In the photo we look just as I imagine we would have looked if we had never left Evergreen.  You would never know about my miserable job at Un-Named Retailer, the process to get into a good New York City public high school, rats, or the stress of securing a new apartment.

Today I was standing in the middle of Rockefeller Center outside of my office talking on the phone to my sister, Elizabeth, telling her about our wonderful trip to Colorado.  She pressed me about our moving back to Colorado.  I told her that we (Jeff, Cameron, and I) had discussed how nice everyone in Colorado was, (in particular service workers), how nice it was to have a car, and how magical large grocery stores were.  But Cameron added that she wanted to bring her kids up in Manhattan and I said that I loved the newness of every day on the streets of New York. Ultimately we decided that we are lucky to have had the opportunity to live in both worlds.  By the time Cam graduates from college she will have had thirteen years in Colorado and nine years in NYC.  We have four more years to decide where Jeff and I ultimately want to retire.  I have no idea what the next four years have in store for us.  The five years that are behind us had very little resemblance to what I had imagined they would have been.

So the five year plan that lays ahead of us, for now, is to finally relax into our lives in New York after a very steep learning curve, and to not take another five years to get back to a place that I will always call home, Colorado.