Words I never thought I would say....

We have been robbed....June 13th 2012. 

Yesterday started out normally...I picked out my jewelry for the day, the peridot necklace and my pink heart earring to match my pink camisole.  I put on my wedding ring and went about my day.  I had no idea that I should have chosen more wisely.

When I pulled into my driveway and saw the front doors open my heart dropped...then I lost my breath entirely when I saw the window broken.  This was not happening...this doesn't happen to people I know, let alone me.  Was someone inside?  What about the animals?  When did this happen? 

I stood paralyzed for  a moment lost in thought and then my instincts took over.  As I dialed Emergency Services I thought about my daughter in the backseat.  I could not enter the premises.  Then the operator came on the line "What's your emergency?" and then the flood gates opened with an uncontrollable amount of sobs. 

I got back into my car and parked across the street...watching...waiting for help...I called the necessary people to advise of the situation...first my husband, then my father in law who lives close enough, my sister who I was supposed to have dinner with that evening, my mother...and so on.  Then I sat alone in my thoughts and cried.  My daughter watching her DVD in the car repeating "House...House mama..."

Then A family friend showed and entered my house...determining it was secure, we entered as well.  I had imagined the worst and was astonished to find it was not as bad...all of the electronics were present.  The house looked much the same as this morning...save the shards of broken glass in the entry way.

My pets, still present, unharmed and accounted for.  I am thankful our dog was in the house--she probably stopped any further destruction....

I made my way through the rooms, until the Master...then I lost it.  Our room torn apart...drawers open, clothes everywhere...my jewelry box laid out on the bed...drawers missing...and my pillow case taken too....I ran through the mental checklist of what it contained.

Tears again...most of the jewelry wasn't worth much to the person who took it.  But the memories associated with it breaks me to the very core of myself....

The earrings gifted to me when my husband and I shared our first Christmas dating....The necklace given to me the morning my daughter was born...the earrings gifted for my 25th birthday from a close friend...a childhood bracelet saved for my daughter...high school class rings--given to show I was his....dog tags gifted and worn out of love....so many memories....

I can tell you everything about those pieces: who gave them to me, when, why? etc...but I cannot get them back.

In the grand scheme of things it could have been much worse...material possessions are just that, material....replaceable.  I am blessed that my family and pets were not harmed.

The window will be replaced, the walls painted...and perhaps the jewelry recovered....

I never though this would happen...and that is why I wasn't prepared...

When you lose, don't lose the lesson.  ~Author Unknown