A Heart in New York
I remember hearing these lyrics sing through the car radio as I stared out of the backseat window of my parents' car, watching the corn rows pass me by as we went winding down the old country back roads of my hometown...
New York, to that tall skyline I come, flyin' in from London to your door
New York, lookin' down on Central Park
Where they say you should not wander after dark
From the second Art Garfunkel hit that first note – I knew I loved New York. I’ve since spent a lifetime chasing her – convinced she could love me back. I still remember the first visit I made to Manhattan, a 7th grade field trip. We were chaperoned all over the busy city – steam billowed from manhole covers, beautiful and important people bustled all around us, taxis honked, and I swooned. I was in love.
I didn’t get to visit again for many years – the next time I was in college and hopped on a bus to see the original cast of Rent – a stroke of luck to get tickets offered to me for free. My love turned to infatuation that night. And I would then visit over and over again – shows, concerts, museums, old friends, new friends, late nights filled with music and laughter…and every time I left her, I felt empty. I always left a little more of my heart behind…
In 2003, I had a brief 6-month stint working in the Bronx, that was cut way too short – but sometimes life happens. Timing. Still, like a long-lost lover that I never got over – New York would weave in and out of my thoughts all my life. Could I? Should I? Will the timing ever make sense? Will the stars ever align for us to be together?
After all of these years, my love – I’m coming for you…and I’m bringing friends.
Juno Search Partners – NYC – May 1st, 2018.
Here’s to you, New York…
All my love –
Mikal C. Harden