Next week son starts his new job.
He will be working for City Harvest with their Institutional Partnerships Team.
It is a non-profit in NYC.
I am very proud of him.
When son was a younger son, he volunteered at City Harvest for community service requirements in high school. Maybe college too. I can’t remember. I do remember he really enjoyed working there.
I am happy. I am happy because I really wanted to raise my kids in an urban environment so that they reap get all the benefits such an experience might offer. And I feel son is reaping some of those benefits right now.
He is leaving a job that Wuzzy got for him in Educational Publishing. It was a very nice start but it was all the way up in Pelham. Which is pretty far from Brooklyn, or even Queens.
Now he will have a simple commute and get to work in Manhattan with all the convenience that brings. And all the luncheon choices.
When I see son over Thanksgiving, we talk about his new job and I am reminded of my 20’s, working in Manhattan, dashing about here and there, squeezing in the gym at lunch, lurching off to a doctor’s appointment before work. And, of course, many, many after work Happy Hours. Which sometimes got a little bit messy.
I don’t do that anymore.
But you already know that.
Son also got a promotion at SEEN, a company he does freelance writing for. He used to review shows. Now he is copy editing as well.
And next year, he will be MARRIED!
I feel son is hitting his stride.
Walking in the sunlight of the spirit.
Son, I am so very happy for you.
Yes, I am.