You can move but you never leave New York. The emotional bond between a city and a stranger is much stronger than one realizes. I took my first steps as an immigrant in that great city and perhaps that is why it will always be my city of dreams and a home, like none other.

So whenever New York City goes through a crisis, I feel the sharp pain in my soul. I can’t help it. My entire life’s savings — memories of loves lost, fortunes made, life discovered and hopes realized are in the city.

At every corner is a flashback. And there are friends – so many of them. Some who I grew up as a kid. Others who I just met a few months ago. And many who I work alongside every day. How can I not be worried about them as the city gets submerged in water from the angry sea.

But it is New York. It will get back on its feet. It always does. Because if it doesn’t then what’s the point. Stay strong my friends. Stay stronger New York!