Dear Buffalo,
Where do I even begin? How about I start by thanking you for all you've given me. A beautiful home with my family where I've grown up and learned all I know, great friends that I wouldn't trade the world for and, of course, chicken wings. Yum.
You've been there for me through the bad times and the good. Remember the times we had together during fall in the park. The way you paint the trees with red, orange and yellow could make someones heart melt. Then there was the October storm when you gave kids like me the gift of no school for a week, I never got to say thanks for that.
But I have something to admit to you my dear, old friend. Recently I've been seeing someone else. Her name is Florida. It's nothing serious yet but there are some things she has that you don't. Did you know Florida is also called "the sunshine state"? Well now I know why. The warmth you feel by laying poolside is unlike anything else. And if you're feeling a little hot you can cool off by the shade of a palm tree. I know you don't know what they are because you don't have them there in Buffalo but they are the most welcoming, tropical tree I've ever seen. Unlike your trees which are bare for what seems like 3/4 of the year, the trees down here are always green. Flowers are always in bloom, too. The vibrant colors and smells are something I bet you'd love to experience!
My tastes in people and places are slowly changing and they're not the same as they may have been sixteen years ago. As cliché as it may sound, it's not you, it's me. Don't be too hard on yourself, really. Just one last thing, if you'd be so kind as to let me know when it will stop snowing and Spring will finally roll around then please, do.
