The Eye Bank

The Eye Bank






Since I have been working at such a unique place for the past six months I thought I would make a post and show people where I have been. I worked right on wall street at the non-profit building that looked over the East River. I have a perfect view of brooklyn and all three bridges from my office. It's great. I have worked some of the most amazing people and I am sad to leave it all behind.

Vanessa Williams and her brother are the spokes persons for our organization. Their father donated his eye's last year for transplant.

It's raining on my last day, but you can see my view of brooklyn from the east window..

This was the door into my office. I loved the sliding sound proof door!!!



Cornea's ready for transplant.


And finally the lab


I loved my job but ready to start my life back in Utah.

If New York Wasn't So Far Away

If New York Wasn't So Far away




I wouldn't be missing out on all of this...




















Plus this






I might fall for this...





And I may just find...



What I am looking for.

un-Cheerful

It's not a huge secret that the last six months I have tried to make the best of this world I allowed myself to be flung into. There are so many great things and even if I sound like a fool I am gonna say this place is magical. I have had so many adventures in the short amount of time here. From seeing things that are famous,(including people) to witnessing history on Wall Street from my own window. I have danced home on the subway as the sun was about to come up, kissed strangers, and been lost in china town in a dirty shady apartment. Old friends have come into my life, while making memories with some of my very best friends. I got my first grown up job (right on wall street)and met people I will remember forever.
I'm so grateful for this experience.
But I want to tell everyone at home, as much as I have "lived my life." I miss home, I miss being able to be close to people that really really know me. Cole and Lane really really know me, but that's all I have here. I thought I was jumping on the ride to start living my life, but what I did, is leave life behind long enough to avoid growing up.
And Maybe I won't grow up, ever... And I don't think the point of life is to grow up. My point is this, I have been everywhere I always thought I needed to go, London, LA, Vegas, New York. The truth is, The reason those places have been so great to visit are the people that were there with me.
And I believe that you can make friends where ever you go. But why keep making friends, if you are going to dance away at some point.
I don't know what I am going to do, but I can't do this anymore. I need to be closer to familar things. I need to see my nieces grow up, I want to be at my brothers graduation. I want to be able to drive to my mom's house whenever I need a taste of home. I want to drink to much at the lake while getting a tan I already have. I want to see my BFF's become mom's, and I think I am ready to settle down a little..

So I am not giving up, I thought I should stay here to prove that I could make it out here.. But I have learned that is a really bad reason to stay. To really live your life, you should do it with people that you love.. I may not get on that airplane back to NYC