I think one of the things that I’ve enjoyed most about living in this new space is sharing it with those that I love from other spaces.
My mom and I recently drove to where I work. We weaved through my daily route, and I pointed out things to her. We drove by Lipke park and I saw my stories make more sense with the visual that she now had. This internship has now become a part of my story, and a part of me. Exposing that snapshot of my life to her was rewarding, in that in deepened our understanding of eachother, and of this space.
My boyfriend, David, also came out from Ann Arbor to come hang out with me for a day. We toured midtown and downtown, the Riverwalk, and ate not once, not twice, but THREE times in the matter of the 6.5 hours that he was here. We’ve lived in the same city as each other for the entire time that we’ve known one another so it was quite cool being the tour guide.
I also hope to get my grandparents out here to see the city. And expose them to more than what the media files into their brain. I feel a certain disconnection sometimes, living out here, because of the stories they’ve heard.
Living in a new space not only gives me an opportunity to learn and grow, but also those around me. I’ve loved the opportunity to share my experiences in this space with my loved ones.
