It’s no secret that I’m originally from Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. Born in Brooklyn, and raised in Lancaster City, moving back to Brooklyn has led me into a giant contrast and new living experience that some people may never have a chance to have.
I left my hometown to follow my dreams and I’ve learned that in New York City I am not special. Half the city believes the same thing I do while the other half believes there’s no way out of the misery New York City brings them.
Luckily for me, I’ve been on the other side of the Hudson and know what it’s like to live a life of cheap and easy peace.
Unfortunately with this kind of easy living comes a very comfortable and close-minded mindset to many who live in these type of cities or states like Lancaster, Pennsylvania.
Unlike my family, I did not want an average life. I wanted a life in which I never had to leave my kids to go to work, have a boss, or work a 9a.m. to 5p.m. I didn’t want to buy a house, have a mortgage, and raise my family and die in one place. That’s not what I wanted. Funny enough, I married a man with the same dreams.
These dreams have led us to make the ultimate sacrifice- leave our family behind, our dog, cars, apartment, and careers for an uncomfortable life in Brooklyn.
This is why I had to leave my hometown. Many had asked, “Why not just enjoy your life here and have kids and leave all that stuff alone?”
I just can’t do that.
We both can’t live that “average” life. I quote average because that kind of life is average to me but to many others that life is the best there is.
What will my life end up as? I’m not sure exactly. I do know that I’ve made a decision, alongside my husband, to be the best at what I do, create, and give back to this city for my hometown as a testimony, that big things can come from small towns.
I left my hometown to prove people wrong and to blow my own mind at being who I dream to be.