I am honored to be featured on the Another Mother Runner website for the "Follow this Mother" segment today. They emailed me last week and asked if I would be interested in being featured on their site... Um, that's an understatement!
In my post-Sandy life there has been a significant amount of media around me. I went from a little running blogger mom from Staten Island to the blogger from Staten Island who lost her home. I have hosted Christy Turlington and Anne Curry at the foundation of my home.
I have appeared on the Dateline, Steve Harvey and Katie Couric (yesterday). I was even met Mary Wittenberg and Vinny from the Jersey Shore (no connection there, huh?). My husband was featured in the New York Times and the Huffington Post to name a few.
So, yesterday, as I was telling my sister about all the amazing gifts that Katie Couric gave the audience of "Sandy moms". She asked me, "are you sure you would prefer to have your house back?" and the answer was and still is, an undeniable yes.
|My house <3 - 2011|
I would gladly give back all the experiences, good and bad over the past eight weeks just to be home. That house was my favorite place to be. We stayed home most weekends, especially in the summer. We'd spend the morning and afternoons cleaning and running errands. Hubby would mow the lawn or fix something while I did laundry and the kids played or swam in our amazing pool.
|The boy and my goddaughter in my pool - Summer 2012|
|We swim, hubby mows.|
Almost every Friday some friends would be over and hubby would cook a huge dinner followed by drinks and great conversation. We hosted holidays with family. We even had car wash days where friends and neighbors would come over and wash their cars together in my huge driveway.
|Family BBQ - Summer 2012|
|Our Backyard Beer Fridge|
|Dinners at the Correa house|
|Dinner with friends and neighbors <3|
In my daughter's room, we used the frame of the closet to mark the kid's height. The boy had the right side and mini-me had the left. I remember marking it quite recently and noticing how much the boy had grown. My son's room was a Spiderman themed room that took weeks for hubby to perfect. The colors were the perfect red and blue walls and even the light switch matched.
|My boy's first night in his Spiderman room|
People have tried to comfort me by telling me that the house and its contents are material things and in time we will replace them. We have rented an apartment and thanks to the generosity of others, we already have the necessities for life and some other gifts that we didn't even have before. I am so grateful for all of that. Unfortunately, the things that I miss most cannot be replaced. Like the feeling of being home. Feeling safe because even if hubby was working, there were neighbors who in six years became family to me. These are people that I could count on if I needed my son picked up, my dog fed or if I just needed a hug. My home was officially within NYC but it was more like a small town within the 1/4 mile that was called Kissam Avenue.
I know that there are worse things than losing your home. Much, much worse things. I realized that last Friday and may God bless the souls in Connecticut. So, I am moving forward because I have to. The media is there for the story, not for me. I get that. Soon the media will be gone, because my life will no longer be news worthy. I look forward to those days. I enjoy being a little running blogger mom. I just hope I can someday rebuild the security and warmth of a home.
Thanks again to everyone that has sent an email, gift, tweet or even just a prayer. I am lucky to have so much love in my life. I am forever grateful and hope to some day give back to each of you.