Friday, July 15, 2011

A Shoe Story - Post 9/11

It was several months after the 9/11 attack when I received an email from a woman from New York who lived near the site.


Her job took her away from her home frequently, so she was not in her apartment on Sept. 11th.  Though her apartment was still standing when the fires were finally put out, her windows were blown in.  So, she could not move back in until it was cleaned and cleared - as it was now a bio hazard.. which took several months.


After she was finally able to move back in, she told me she never felt like it was home for her again.  She felt that there was so much sadness now, within her own walls, she simply did not feel the same way about her apartment.


So, she found me via my website.... and decided that she should have her own pair of Ruby Slippers.  The Ruby Slippers with all the meaning behind them, was worth a shot, she really needed to feel something, anything, that would take away the misery she felt when she was home.


After making and sending the shoes, I received another email from her.  She told me that she had been on another business trip when the shoes came in, and the doorman brought the box in, placed it on her coffee table as they normally did with any package she received while being away.  So, when she opened the door to her apartment and saw the box, she simply came in, sat down, and cried.  (I always decorate my boxes with some sort of sticker -either a Wizard of Oz one for Ruby Slipper orders - or a fairy for child shoes, or a princess for Cinderella shoes.. you get the picture..)  anyway, she knew immediatly what was in that box.. and it made her burst into tears. 


She told me she felt immediatly better, she did not even need to open the box (in fact she kept it closed for several days, and when she finally did, she just placed the shoes on her coffee table, just so she could see them - for the feeling they gave her - just having them in her apartment.) 


She ended the email with the simple words - the shoes made her feel like it was home again.  That she was home again.