Description I went to NYC for the second time in my life, one year apart. So much had changed in that year for me. The first time was with the man I had just vowed to spend the rest of my life with. This second time, in second time visiting my best friend. And so I've learned that special places can have new memories attached. That grief comes in waves but then it passes. And that it's not really a matter of a story ending, but a new chapter beginning. One full of hope and of living loved.