While it’s been quiet on the blog, I got a happy anniversary email on 10/29 from Tumblr. It seems that two years prior to the exact day Sandy came, I started my blog. I thought it was quite ironic.
For the past 4 years, the week between October 29 and the first Sunday in November (aka NYC Marathon) has been a long ride on a roller coaster of emotions. From the memories of loss and the feeling of defeat to the gratitude of people who had my back to the feeling of strength when I metaphorically beat Sandy by completing that 2013 NYC marathon. Though my birthday is in May, I feel like this week in my life will always be the anniversary of a near death of my life as I knew it and a spiritual rebirth to follow.
The posts in my “memories” for 11/3 are so different between 2012 and 2013. I’m so grateful for all the love both years. I got so much love through the worst on 11/3/12 when I thought I’d lost everything and the best of times on 11/3/13 when I realized that all I lost was things. I had gained so much more.
**Whether we talk every day or just an occasional Facebook comment, I’m grateful for EVERY SINGLE PERSON who had my back on 11/3/12 AND 11/3/13.**
2012 almost broke me but in 2013 I gained more strength, love and faith that I could ever imagine.
Every single day is a gift and an opportunity and these memories are not for dwelling but as a reminder of that.
While I’m not running the NYC marathon this Sunday, I always feel like it is part of who I am. It’s that reminder that I’m strong. And while I took this race season “off”…dare I say, I look forward to lacing up next November for that starting line where my heart lives in Staten Island.