I would have summoned a big fat "NEVER!" out of my mouth if you asked me six months ago if I would ever leave New York. Welp. Look at me now.
When my dad passed away earlier this year, I knew that I had to return home. It was a promise that I made to myself a long time ago, "If something were to happen, the worst case, to my parents while I am abroad, and I cannot be there for them, then I must return home for good. My success here means nothing if they are not here to be a part of it." I am fulfilling that promise now.
I'd like to think that this is more than just an emotional decision, but I am certain that it is one that I will not regret making.
Even so, this departure is definitely not an easy one to do. Many at home would be glad (maybe sigh and roll their eyes, too) that I am finally returning home. Some have even praised me for making the bravest decision! However, I have made a home for myself here, and New York has been my comfort setting for more than a decade. As cheesy as it sounds, I am fortunate enough to have friends and colleagues who I can consider as family, so leaving this crazy bizarre town is quite difficult.
I can't think of anything to say but thank you.
Thank you so much everyone who had been there for me. Thank you so much for introducing me to the weird, awesome, and ugly things that New York has to offer.
To the people of Atria Books and Simon & Schuster, thank you so much for being my extended family. I spent two years every day with you, and I would take nothing back. You have shown me the beautiful madness of working in the creative industry and given me the confidence to pursue a career in this field. You all have changed my life.
To the Indonesian community in New York, thank you so much for providing me home away from home. It was a pleasure being a part of your festivities and movements. We are an ever-evolving bunch, and I am proud of every single one of you. Keep promoting Indonesia. Don't ever stop.
To my high school and college friends, thank you so much for accepting me. I consider myself as a niche person who barely likes the things that most people like, but you took me in anyway. I am forever grateful for it.
To my close friends and confidants, thank you. Just . . . thank you for everything.
And I'm sorry.
I am sorry if I ever make you feel disappointed, embarrassed, or even ashamed of knowing me. From the bottom of my heart, please forgive me. It would make it so much more difficult for me to leave this city knowing that I have hurt someone.
Anoshe, New York.