the family I've made for myself

Aarati and Nina: I love you!

Lately, I've gotten into the habit of starting blog post and never finishing them for various reasons. In the past few weeks I've found myself in a darker place than I'd prefer to be and I'd rather not spread negativity on my blog so I figured I'd find something that brings me great joy to write about. While looking through pictures on my phone I came across a picture of the two people who I am lucky enough to share an apartment with.

As some of you may know, I have traveled back to the motherland (Coloradooooo!) for a week and have found myself very homesick....homesick for my apartment and the two wonderful girls who I share it with. Granted, I love being home and I love being surrounded by people who love me and I love (and miss), but with that also comes stress. At my Brooklyn home I feel like I can be whoever I want to be and can be as candid as I need. Many of my friends have had roommate troubles but I've never even encountered anything like that. The few year I've spent at Pratt I've been blessed with amazing roommates and suitemates, really. In fact, these two shared the suite with me freshman year.

I've spent way too much time watching Sex and the City; there's a specific quote that has always stuck with me and is perhaps one of the reasons why the show resonates so well with me.:
"The most important thing in life is your family. There are days you love them, and others you don't, but in the end they're the people you always come home to. Sometimes it's the family you're born into and sometimes it's the one you make for yourself."

I love my mother, my father, my brothers, aunts and uncles but at this time in my life friendship really seems key. It's difficult living so far away from family but I'm lucky to be able to find a different one in New York.