Wednesday, July 12, 2006
The universe is having a laugh: I've been burgled!
Apparently I haven't suffered enough in the past two years, because I came home this afternoon from a meeting with a client to find that my house had been broken into. Stuff thrown everywhere, every box and drawer opened. They got my laptop (again! This was the replacement for the one that I had stolen from my car not quite 18 months ago), some jewelry, cameras, my husbands good watch... The most disturbing part was finding Lydia's memory box (with her pictures, ultrasound, the hat and blanket from the hospital, etc.) strewn all over the sofa. I hope they felt like complete bastards when they saw that stuff. But they were probably more upset that the box wasn't full of hundred dollar bills. When it comes down to it, they had a pretty pitiful loot. We don't have a lot of big ticket items and the street value of what they took couldn't top a few hundred bucks. But as for me, I have another big chink in the innocence armor. I can't even feel safe in my own home!
:: posted by Ann Howell, 10:20 PM
9 Comments:
Oh.My.God! I think I would have lost it if my memory boxes had been opened like that! I'm so sorry. {{{hugs}}}
Omg. I hope they felt REAL good about themselves going through Lydia's stuff. I am so so sorry. ((((hugs))))
I'm so sorry! I don't know what else to say...
Been there, fortunately it was a long time ago.
Dang, when you can't get a break you just can't get a break. Stay strong, and you know where to find me.
Dang, when you can't get a break you just can't get a break. Stay strong, and you know where to find me.
So far I've escaped that trauma (knock on wood). The stuff of nightmares if you ask me.
I'm sorry this happened to you.
I'm sorry this happened to you.
Holy crap! I hope the bastards that did that suffer a horrible SOMETHING as punishment. So sorry for you, and Lydia's memories.
That is one of my biggest fears. But glad you weren't home - God knows what might have happened - and that although Lydia's box was upset, the contents are still there.
OMG that is simply terrible...i am so sorry. It does seem like you can't catch a break...((((((hugs))))))
Actually when i first lost Nicolas, there was a woman in my support group who had her baby's memory box *stolen* -- they grabbed it because it was a nice box. And apparently they were such sleaze that they didn't even think to return it. That's one reason Nicolas' stuff is still in a shoebox.
Actually when i first lost Nicolas, there was a woman in my support group who had her baby's memory box *stolen* -- they grabbed it because it was a nice box. And apparently they were such sleaze that they didn't even think to return it. That's one reason Nicolas' stuff is still in a shoebox.
vThat has to be one of the lowest lows... messing with child's memory box! I hope hell exists just so I know that person has a place to go...