The first city I stepped into when I first went to the USA. It was so long back , around 10 years to be specific , but my memories of it are vivid. Well to be clear the emotions I felt , the heart pounding excitement to the nervous fear and joy as well as the thoughts that passed through my mind are still etched in my memory. The plane had come from Amsterdam I think so I could see Lake Michigan ( I didn’t think I remembered that correctly but apparently even that is an indelible part of my memory 🙂 )and the edge of Chicago. In that moment everything that was happening suddenly flooded through me and I remember how wonderfully high I felt , to be exposed to a brand new country , one I had only ever heard about even , when I was just 8 years old. I was an experience like no other and that thought made me almost go numb . That instant when I saw the shape of Chicago I felt I wasn’t looking at the metropolis itself but just a miniaturised version of the entire nation placed in front of me so I could gaze at it before I stepped onto its lands. I told my mom that and I could see tear-glazed eyes smile at me. This was a dream come true for her , I didn’t se how important it was to her then , but I realise it now. It’s very heart-warming to know that this made SUCH a difference to her and such an impact on me .
I’m glad life gives you such moments , moments that are forever crystallised into your memory just by the strength of emotion felt when experiencing them . And honestly I thank life for it 🙂