I've lived in New York long enough to know that extraordinary things happen here every day. Not just the newsworthy parts, but the ones we are fortunate enough to take for granted - the sheer diversity of politics, class, religion, and love that make up our populace. If our city chose to identify and behave the way the world around us seems to, we would be in ruins. Instead, we make it work. Not because we don't face the same issues, but because there must be something greater that compels us to stay together. After many years and testing many variables, the only constant I've found is New York.
Our city is so much stronger than what divides her. I saw it myself this weekend. For the first time in months, I was hopeful.