bah.
I’m glad I wrote that yesterday about feeling blesssed, because it was completely and utterly flattened when we discovered last night that Colin’s motorcycle was stolen from the apartment complex parking lot. And to make it worse, we only had liability on it, so we are just out our motorcycle. Gone. I can’t believe people have it in them to take what is not theirs. Something someone else worked hard and paid for. Something someone else loved. IT SUCKS.
That and our stupid house hasn’t sold yet and I’m all kinds of disappointed about it.
I hear myself saying “At least _______________.” And I think anytime you are saying “At least _______________.” is a crappy time where you’re grasping for straws.
Sorry to say all that. But it’s on my mind and I need to get it out.
Oh no, that’s terrible! We’ve had our car stolen before, while we were in a
shopping mall no less. What an awful feeling when you walk out to where
your car *should* be sitting and it’s not there. I’ll cross my fingers for
you that it’s recovered. Maybe someone just took it for a joy-ride and it will
still turn up.
That really sucks that somebody stole the bike! Some people really DO suck.
That totally sucks. My husband would be crushed if someone stole his bike.
When I lived in an apartment, I had my car stolen from right up front of my place.
Lucky for me, I had not filled the tank (it was on E and flashing
that it needed gas), so the thieves could only drive it to
the next complex a couple of miles down the road. The police found
it about a week later when the other complex complained it was
in someone’s spot. Maybe, just maybe, you will be lucky and
the bike will show up. Maybe the jerk who stole it will read your blog.
Anything is possible. :)
Wow. That’s awful! As if you didn’t have enough going on already. I admire your ability to always look on the bright side of things (or to try to!) but it doesn’t make you a bad person to be angry sometimes. I think you have a good reason to go ahead and let yourself just be mad about this. At least for a little while. This is a really terrible thing and just because things could be worse, doesn’t necessarily make this easier to deal with right away. But I ramble on- I’m sorry. I guess I’m a bit angry myself right now about this. I’m just really sorry that happened to you.
That’s so awful!!!! Oh dear. How rubbish. Garrr, I’m so mad at those pesky thieves. And after all the stresses and strains you’ve been through. And the moving and the trying to feel settled.
Sending courageous thoughts to you.
xoxox
And you were so happy painting in the garage one day and the next…who knows? Don’t let it get you guys. You have such a wonderful gift and if after a couple of years, you have gotten this far, who knows what your future holds? Life rots many times but good people rise above it. Again and again. You deserve to feel that pain. But I can tell, you are the type that won’t let it rule you for long. :D
I know how it feels to be robbed from, but not as $$ as a motorcycle. It feels terrible, violating… makes you think: What the #*@! is wrong with this world? Dana always says that we have to feel pain to really understand happiness, and I think he’s right.
But it still freaking sucks.