We found out today that my Brother & Sister in Law's house was robbed today. Thankfully the kids where at school, and my sister-in-law found out that her house had been robbed prior to the kids coming home from school - not that it makes it any less tramatic for my niece and nephews, but still good that the kids had mom and dad there when they came home to it.
Nothing is worse then having your personal space invaded like that. To anyone who hasn't ever had such an experiance the best I can equate it to, is having your purse stolen (if your a woman, or if you carry a "bag" if your a guy I guess) or for you manly men, your vehicle being broken into. (the later has happend to both me and Chris in the past). Knowing that someone has intentionally invaded your space and removed your belongings for whatever reason really can be unnerving. Not only that, it makes you mad. Mad that someone would care so little about somone else's personal space to invade it. Mad that things that may seem trivial, really are important. (totally referring to my nephews insane need for video games - yes the video consoles are GONE... controllers, system & games - everything!)
As a family member - it makes me mad for them. I know what it feels like to have everything you think is "safe" violated. And it sucks that there is nothing I can do to make it better or make those feelings of home being "safe" return agian. As much as I wish I could... I feel just as helpless as I'm sure they do (to some degree.)
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