Tuesday, March 22, 2011

What happened?

Some of you may have noticed that I have been mostly absent from both this blog and from Facebook, for over a week.  I finally realized why.  I couldn't figure it out, but now know that I was withdrawing, hiding.  See, something happened last week that shook the stability of my world.  And until I tell about it, I can't seem to function.

My parents' home was broken into a week ago Monday.  My father was not home, and my mother was sleeping.  She woke up hearing noise, and believing it was my father, called out.  Getting no answer beyond more noise, she struggled to wake up. When she got up, she found the house empty, now, but a mess.  The front door was damaged, and the frame destroyed. Drawers were pulled out, dumped out, pawed through...including the dressers in the very room my mother had been sleeping in. 

Only some jewelry was taken, but the damage far exceeds the physical loss.  There is the primary loss of a sense of safety. 

I now find myself worrying about my parents in a way that I never have before.  I have to resist the urge to call, every day.  I find myself praying for them a lot more...yes, that's a good thing.  I check the door locks at least twice before I go to bed.  Sometimes more. 

So, that's it.  The reason I have been absent for over a week.  This event, and the aftermath, has permeated my every moment, my every thought...and if you'll excuse me, I need to go check the locks again.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

It's the "what ifs" that keep you awake at night. I'm glad your mom and dad are safe. When my house was robbed, I felt so much outrage. How dare someone invade my home and sanctuary. I didn't even care about the little bit of money that was missing. It was the loss of that perfect feeling of a safe haven that bothered me the most. Strangers had rifled through my privacy and I was furious.

Take care of yourself and your family,

-Susan Harris