I just needed to get some things off my chest and I know that I have this little corner I can always turn to.
Life is crazy beautiful. but right now its crappy.
Our house was broken into two nights ago and my computer was stolen along with money we had in the house. It was a perfect storm of events, that I have replayed in my head a thousand and one times. I am distraught, heartbroken and scared. Hopefully this does not happen again but that doesn't mean my life did not just get completely shaken up. It has been on my mind for the last two days. Going to sleep last night, I went to bed scared. What an awful way to be in your own home. Not only do I feel violated, this person now has every picture I have taken in the last 10 years of my life. We changed passwords and called all the banks.
At the end of the day I am thankful we are all ok I am just angry and hurt. How dare you enter my home to take what I have worked so hard to obtain. How dare you.
Its hard to know that we live our life so honorably, we hold doors for old people and teach our daughter to be a good person, then people come along and break into my home. I am thankful Addison is not older and does not understand the fear, to her everything is as it was. Someday I will feel that same way but for now, I am so hurt.
Life has given us so many blessings. We have had so many wonderful days lately. Our marriage is strong and our daughter is growing. Its hard not to take this as such a hit, someone came into my home, broke into my home. and all i am left with is fear.
Now someone mentioned to me after hearing about this that owning a gun makes them not scared. Well I say to them, in this instance owning a gun did not matter. Does it make me less fearful, no. Awful people find ways. I wish we locked that window, I wish Stella slept downstairs, I wish I didn't feel this, but those don't matter now... it happened. We are dealing with it the best we can.
