A Love Story

I got my college acceptance letter a few months ago to the University of Pittsburgh. I pack my things and head to the taxi that is waiting out front. My mother is in tears as she gives me one final hug and kiss.
"It's okay, you will see me soon," I say as I get into the back of the taxi. The taxi slowly pulls away from the curb and I just see my parents and my little brother and sister waving goodbye. New York has been my home for a few years, but I feel like I was born here, but no, I was really born in Pittsburgh, which is where I am going. I take one last look at New York City as the taxi arrives at the airport. I grab my things and get out of the taxi. I pay the driver and he leaves. I take a deep breath and I turn to go inside and pass security so that I can get on the plane in a few hours. I take a seat and wait for my plane to board. I can't wait to go back to the place where I grew up. I hear them call my flight to start boarding. I grab my bag and head to the plane. I give the lady my ticket and I board my plane. A lady brought me a blanket and some food as the plane starts to move. Within seconds, we are in the air. One final look at New York and one final goodbye.

Notes

I know this is really short, but this is just the introduction of when she's leaving new york. Ideas are appreciated. I would like to know the direction you guys want me to take this story in. I feel like this story will be a good one.