An open letter to my family

So I know you’re not really “my” family, but I’m calling you that anyway. You see, today, I spent the day in and around your home. You don’t actually know me, but by all of the things I saw and found today, I feel like I’m getting to know you.

Let me start off by saying how terribly sorry I am that your family experienced such a traumatic event. Mother to mother, my heart can’t wrap itself around how you must have felt…the wind, the sounds, the movement, and feeling your home being ripped apart while you were doing everything you could to protect your babies from the tornado.

I saw it today…the space where you and your family crawled out through. All I wanted to do was sit in your yard and cry, and a few times, I did. The damage, the loss, the fear that had to have been in your hearts…it’s all just so much to absorb, and I’m a total stranger. You actually lived this.

What kept me motivated today was knowing that you all made it out alive. That together as a family of 5, you all made it out. I had the honor of meeting a few of your neighbors today as well. I’m glad to know that many of you in your neighborhood know each other, and it makes me hopeful that the process of rebuilding the town will be something that brings people closer together.

I want you to know that every brick I moved, every board, and every piece of your home that I touched today, I handled as carefully as possible and with you on my heart. I tried to imagine as though you were standing right there watching, because I would want someone to handle my home that way. I spent the first bit of my time at your home looking specifically for personal belongings that were still recognizable. I found a few, and another lady helping found some baby photos. A little while later, another helper found a child’s birth certificate inside a special silver box, and then I came undone when she found a pair of beautiful white baby’s first shoes.

They are all safe now, inside a bin and covered so they won’t be damaged or lost in the clean up process. One of your very sweet neighbors brought over several bins for us to use to help collect your personal items.

My husband was able to get to some of your holiday china that had been set on your table. It was very obvious that you kept a lovely home, and we got as much out as we could. I found some of your son’s artwork and school projects. Don’t worry, mama…I got your back. They are in the bins, waiting for you.

While I was near the garage, I couldn’t help but get a little emotional when I found a piece of artwork that is titled, “A Home Blessing”…It is still in good shape, so that is in the bin as well….I set in there with it, 5 metal stakes. Those were also in your garage, and I saved 5…to represent your family. You are strong, you are safe, and I am thankful.

We will be back to help….whether it be at your home, or your neighbors, or the people on the other side of town, we will return. We are in this with you, and we will keep coming back to help rebuild your community. Thank you for letting us help take care of you and your home today.

My awesome husband reached out to his work group and in about 36 hours, all of this was donated and we were able to take it with us to the command center for the affected area

My awesome husband reached out to his work group and in about 36 hours, all of this was donated and we were able to take it with us to the command center for the affected area

My heart sank as I walked up to your home and saw what is left

My heart sank as I walked up to your home and saw what is left

I started finding the little things...the things that fill our homes with reminders of how loved we are...thank you notes, children's artwork, and so much more. Don't worry, mama. I saved as much as I could find. I was even able to find your Christmas stocking <3

I started finding the little things…the things that fill our homes with reminders of how loved we are…thank you notes, children’s artwork, and so much more. Don’t worry, mama. I saved as much as I could find. I was even able to find your Christmas stocking <3

This is what I found in your garage...oddly enough, the place that ended up saving your life and allowed you and your family to all make it out.

This is what I found in your garage…oddly enough, the place that ended up saving your life and allowed you and your family to all make it out.

This was the moment that really got to my heart. I'm so happy for you that these were found and are now safe.

This was the moment that really got to my heart. I’m so happy for you that these were found and are now safe.

 

2 comments

    • irishkatie83@yahoo.com says:

      Thank you for your feedback! Yes, I agree, my blog needs a MAJOR overhaul. Lol! I’m so new to this side of technology (I’m more of a FB 1,2, click kind of gal) so I had literally no clue how to do all this. I was just super determined one night and literally sat down and googled “how do I start a blog”…I’m pretty sure it was almost as bad as googling symptoms when you’re not feeling well. By the end of it, you’ve read a ton and seen lots of images, you still don’t know what is wrong but you’re certain you’re about to die. Yep….that’s basically how that all went down. Lol! I will definitely search for some tips! I’m a realtor so I was thinking it would be kind of cool to link this up with that side of my life somehow and be one of the few agents who just enjoys the life side of people and does things like tips, life hacks, recipes, etc….as opposed to one of those stuffy types who only talks about open houses and listings. Haha!

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