One Hour

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One hour - that's how long my house was unoccupied when my mom took the kids to the pool. One hour - that's how long it took them to take the things we worked so long to get. One hour in broad daylight and now we have to start all over again.

Our house was broken into on Thursday and everything of value was stolen. Since I no longer have a computer of any kind and don't know when I will be able to afford a new one, I may not be blogging very much for the foreseeable future. I'm at a loss for more eloquent words, so I will sum up this whole situation by telling you, "This sucks."

 I have so many questions right now and no answers. Who did this? How did they manage to take so much without anyone seeing them? Why me? Did I bring this on myself by posting pictures of my house online or was this just some random act that doesn't have to make any sense?

I'm mad at myself for not doing the right things, for not taking the proper measures to protect the things I worked so hard to get. Jerry's computer and backup hard drive with all our pictures on it is especially difficult to take. My precious TV hurts pretty bad too. It was one of the few things I got in my separation.

It's not just the material things. I feel so violated. I had this false sense of security that has now been replaced by fear. I'm reminded every time I see the empty places where the TV's and computers used to be that someone came into our house and went through all our stuff. My kids are scared that the bad people are going to come back, and I tell them that everything is going to be alright, but is it? I thought everything was alright before this. It's hard to console them when I'm scared too.

I suppose all you believers of karma are thinking I'm finally getting my pay back for all the pain I caused last year. Maybe I am. Regardless, I have no choice but to accept what's happened and move on with my life. I'm feeling pretty down and dejected right now. I feel like a complete failure. The only thing that gets me through is my love for Jerry and the kids. I still have them, and I know that we will get through this in time. It seems cruel how life works. It only took an hour for everything to disappear, but it will take much longer than that to heal and rebuild. 

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