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Girl’s Weekend!

(Crappy photo courtesy of low light unfriendly iPhone)

Greetings from The Big Apple! As I mentioned the other day, this weekend I had the opportunity to take the girls with me to a work event out of town. It’s our first girl’s weekend and we couldn’t be more excited!

The ride down was pretty uneventful. It’s only four hours from Boston to NYC. The girls had no complaints other than in their opinion the state of Rhode Island is misnamed.

Shannon stated that there is more road than island and that the state should simply be called Road. Hard to argue with that logic.

I have to admit, I had some anxiety on the way down. Up til July 5th of last year, I’ve been pretty fearless in my life. Driving to NYC has never been an issue. Matter of fact, other than my fear of flying, I’ve had no qualms traveling anywhere up until my accident.

Now, I don’t have any fears for myself, mind you. It’s my kids. I have this strange anxiety now that something will happen to my children. I know it makes zero sense, but ever since the accident I have a paranoia that my kids will have an accident. Odd, I know.

But we got here safely, and that’s all that matters.

This is the view from my hotel window. As I type this post, the girls are sleeping by my side. They haven’t seen much of the city yet, as we arrived in the evening. But I’m anticipating their reaction to a city that I love so very much.

As a child, my Father took me to New York. He introduced me to The Russian Tea Room, took me skating at Rockefeller Center and showed me the wonders of Central Park. These are some of the happiest memories I have with my Dad.

He just seemed so worldly to me. So sophisticated and knowledgeable on all things. He could even parallel park in this city. And that is a feat.

Now I’m here with my own daughters. I get to show them this magical place. Introduce them to a proper bagel. Walk them through Central Park and marvel at the beauty. Take them to their first Broadway show. (Thank God for half price tickets) Watch their expressions when they take their first taxi ride. (oy)

What will they think? How much of it will stick? Will it be as precious to them as it was to me?

Perhaps they are too young. Eight and nine years of age is a little young to take in such a large city.

Those of you who are long time readers know that we have a tradition in our family to take the kids to NYC to celebrate their thirteenth birthdays.

We did that for Michael and Aidan, and we planned to do it for the girls too. But ever since the accident, I no longer believe that tomorrow is guaranteed. I know that’s a morbid thought, but it’s my reality now.

When this opportunity came up for us to visit, I jumped on it. Even if they remember only a glimmer of this experience, it’s worth it to me.

The soft snores of my daughters are causing my eyes to droop. So, I’ll sign off for now, but rest assured I’ll share photos of our adventure this weekend.

Enjoy your weekend, friends!


  1. What a neat tradition you have for the 13th birthday! I also think it’s wonderful that you have such great memories of you and your dad in NYC and that you are making similar memories with your own kids. NYC is someplace I’d always dreamed of going and one day, I hope to make it there. Until then, I will enjoy hearing about it and seeing it through the eyes of people like you! I hope your weekend is a beautiful one and that the girls love all the sights you plan to see and the events you attend. What a cool mom-daughter weekend!

  2. I love NYC– it is magical! Have lots of fun!

  3. Have a blast, I took my daughter when she was 7 for a day and she remembers so much of it. We are actually heading back for a day in a couple of weeks. She is now almost 13 and we are taking my 11 year old son with us. Take lots of photos!

  4. Yay!! for you Mel. Seize every opportunity to do what life offers no matter what the day, time, year, etc. My dad had a saying, and it’s so fitting here…”Tomorrow is promised to no one.” Therefore, I agree that you did the right thing and took advantage of an opportunity when it presented itself. I happen to feel the same way you do about many of those feelings and I didn’t even have one of those near-death experiences in my life. However, losing loved ones has made me realize how precious and important every minute with those you love truly is and live with that thought in my mind daily. Enjoy your adventure in the Big Apple! Looking forward to the pics.

  5. What a great adventure and beautiful memories Melanie! I am very jealous as I too love to visit NYC and build memories there too. What show are you going to see?? Curious minds want to know! 🙂 I hope you have a fabulous time and you have a fantastic bonding experience with your girls. Enjoy!

  6. I love NY! When my daughter turned 7, we went to her first Broadway show and decided to make it an annual girl’s trip. My son decided he wanted to go to NY also so I took him in October! My youngest is 4 and can’t wait until she is 7 and can come too!

    I love that I’m making these memories with my children!

    Enjoy your weekend, the girls will always remember their first trip to New York City!

  7. Sometimes you have answer the door when opportunity knocks eh!! Enjoy NYC with your girls and have FUN.

    Just a friendly suggestion since you share so much with us, google “Psychological projection”.

  8. Have fun! Eat a black and white cookie for me!!!!!!

  9. Enjoy every minute ladies!! Can’t wait to hear all about it!!

  10. A spectacular trip! I bet they’ll remember some of it 🙂 NYC is one of my favorite places as well but it’s not within driving distance for us 🙁 Our two older girls have gone…one loved it, one said, “Meh,” my husband checked it off his list after our trip together the first year we were married, but I’ve been 4-5 times, and it’s never the same. I love it! Have fun!!

  11. That view is absolutely beautiful! Have fun especially at the Broadway show!

  12. Patricia N. says:

    I understand your fear of something happening to your kids. When I was 6, my 14 year old sister died of cancer. My parents over-protected me after that until my 15th birthday. I had other siblings, but I was a lot like my older sister; tomboy, musical, fearless. They finally loosened the ties that bind after that birthday, but because of their fears I never learned how to swim and didn’t learn how to ride a bike until I was 13. (I snuck out with a friend to learn and a couple of weeks later had a serious run-in with a guard rail.)
    On a happier note, I have a son who lives in Manhattan (boy, do I worry about him since 9/11). I will be spending Christmas with him and his lovely lady. So excited. I love NY!!
    How did you score half-price Broadway tickets? We want to go to see The Nutcracker and I would seriously like to see Newsies.
    By the way, love the pictures. Enjoy the rest of your girls weekend with those cute little munchkins.

  13. I am so sorry for the pain that you and your daughter feel from her bullying. Both your daughters are so pretty. I wish that they could see that themselves. Most schools put a very high value on the grades a child gets not the kind of person they are.

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