Last Wednesday – will I ever forget?

It’s a new day. My thoughts are cooler than yesterday. My gut is not as twisted and irritated as either. What a difference a day can make. I wont be able to forget the text hubs sent to me and the power it had over myself.

“Holy shit, somebody robbed the house while I was at the store.”

That was the text I did not read because of work. I was so busy at the office and in the middle of a meeting when 20 minutes later I pick up my desk phone and got the whole story.

My heart and my chest were full with an unknown pressure. I yelled, I paused and I blamed. I was so angry.

Who had the right to do such thing to us? Who had the right to trespass our property, the area where my kid plays, the place where I cook, the room where I sleep in, so that they can touch, throw, select, and remove from my property? Who?

As the hubs kept with his story he felt guilty because this is the first time he did not turn on the house alarm. We pay $90 a month to ADT and while I understand it won’t tackle down the rubber, at least it will scare the shit out of whoever gets in. I still blamed him. I just couldn’t think straight, you know?.

I had a combination of emotions that overclouded my most main priority: the good and wellness of my loved ones.

They were okay. Everything happened when we were not home. Thank the infinite cosmos and whatever good karma I have been building upon on.

Thank daddy God for not letting all this happen in our sleep either.

My heart build up with joy again and realized my breathing seemed to be getting better.

Tulips at Queen Elizabeth Park always the attraction in the Summer.