Friday, February 11, 2011

thought it was over

but it's not--it just keeps coming into my mind--why our house? why my jewelry? why things that yanked my heart out? this sucks.  just sayin'--not liking this in any way, shape or form.  interfering with my life, my thoughts, my dreams, my plans; don't like hating people but I hate the robbers. I really, really do. with every fiber of my being. If I could get my hands on them, I'd throttle them, and then I would call the law.  but first the throttling. then, behind bars for them/him/him and her/her.  the faceless villians at this point.  Just wish I had a face.  wish I had a reason. wish I could understand this whole mess.  you come into my house and turn my life upside down and then you run away, you cowards.  Grrrrr.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Robbed

I think I am finally ready to be philosophical about the break in at my home.  I am still angry, but enough time has passed that I've turned my anger into action.  I will always have a hole in my heart--my mom's wedding ring, my grandmother's wedding ring, my dad's Tulane class ring, and a few other things meant a great deal to me.  I had hoped to pass these things down to my nieces.  However, chaos theory is true--the robbers had a different plan for these precious items.  I am determined not to give up hope that these people will be caught at some point.  I have thought that the robbers were men, but maybe they were women, or a mix of women and men.  Women can be robbers, too.  Oh my--stereotypes die hard, don't they? "Women can't be coldhearted" is a dangerous stereotype--we are all human and very, very capable of being cruel and coldhearted.  I am sad.  But I won't be broken by this--the more I talk about it to my friends, the more stories I've heard of people in similar situations--I've even heard of some recent break-ins in our surrounding community with the same MO.  What are we to do? No one is safe.  I heard the story of a woman whose house in Tacoma was broken into in broad daylight as well-the shocking thing is that she has neighbors that live close by.  No one is safe.  We must all be vigilant and wary.  Satan is a roaring lion and he most certainly roams the earth looking for those to devour.  We are all vulnerable.  What are we to do? I don't have a definitive answer--I just know that without our friends and family, we're toast.  We must help each other, stick by each other through thick and thin and in the bad times, which will most certainly come, embrace each other and pray for each other.  God help us all. . . .