Monday, February 25, 2013

In Which I Endeavor to Have Perspective

Last night we came home from church and I went to put my rings and jewelry away - the way I always do - and my earring box was gone. I looked behind the dresser. I asked the girls if they had taken it (some of my girls are little magpies).

Then I noticed the muddy footprints on the floor which lead to my husband's closet (on his side of the bed) and my closet (on my side of the bed).

My jewelry, stored in one of those three drawer organizer things from Sterilite or Rubbermaid and placed on a shelf in my closet taller than I am, was all gone. Except for one drawer, which was empty.

All gone.

My earring box that my Papaw and Mamaw gave me for Christmas when I was a very young teenager. All my jewelry that I had been given, made, inherited, or bought since I was a child. Along with Sweet Pea's birthday cash that she had just received at her birthday party.

I am still dealing with this loss. I've never been a "jewelry person". I don't wear a lot and I don't desire to own a lot. But what I owned mattered to me. There were sentimental things that can never be replaced.

It's an awful feeling.

My brother and I found the empty plastic drawers and a bunch of empty jewelry boxes in some trash cans near the end of our street. There were a few odds and ends left in the boxes, but none of the things I had been praying to find.

My Isaiah necklace, a bracelet a friend made me with the 3 oldest girls' names on it, gifts from my grandparents, my birthstone ring that my parents gave me as my class ring (remember, I was homeschooled), and things like that are all gone.

We've been dealing with a very nice police officer (female). She's sympathetic and seems to be willing to do her job, but really, there's not much to be done. It looks like kids / teenagers did this and the chances of tracking them or the jewelry down are not great.

Another thing I've learned, while looking through our family pictures to try and find pictures of certain pieces of jewelry: I am not in very many pictures. And I'm not wearing jewelry in many of those. This seems bad for several reasons. After all, I don't want my girls to look back one day and say, "Well, I think Mom was there, but I'm not sure."

Even if we had the itemized list & pictures and everything, our deductible is a high one. Considering that the items are mostly a) irreplaceable to me but b) not monetarily valuable, I doubt insurance is going to be anything but a hassle. (Query: When is insurance NOT anything but a hassle?)

Like I said, I am still processing this. It's an awful feeling and I was actually physically sick over it last night. But today I am seeking perspective and God is actually helping me to find it.

Here are some things I'm thankful for today:
1. We weren't home.
2. No one was hurt.
3. Nothing in our house was broken, ransacked, or destroyed.
4. They didn't take our new camera (which was sitting out in the next room), computer, or anything electronic (TV, DVD player, the girls' Wii).
5. They took the visible cash (Sweet Pea's birthday money) but didn't take any of our other cash we have in our home. I shall not be specific, but let me just say that we use the Dave Ramsey envelope system and I am thankful they did not find those envelopes.
6. I was wearing my favorite earrings and my wedding band / engagement ring. Many times when I'm pregnant the engagement ring gets too tight to be comfortable but so far this pregnancy it hasn't. So I had it on.
7. Pastor Dad and Mom are home from visiting my sister, brother-in-law and new nephew. I needed them around last night. And The Bear too. He was a huge help and so sweet. (Shh, don't tell him I said so.)
8. This final one is a quote Pastor Dad reminded me of:
“I thank Thee first because I was never robbed before; second, because although they took my purse they did not take my life; third, because although they took my all, it was not much; and fourth because it was I who was robbed, and not I who robbed.” - Matthew Henry (a clergyman in England in the late 1600's through the early 1700's.)
There are some small, mean, stupid, and desperate people out there. I am glad that, by God's grace, I do not have to be one of them.

3 comments:

Deb said...

Sounds like you have found great perspective. I am so sorry you were violated that way. I am glad you and yours are all safe.

Elisabeth said...

Love that quote!! I could have used that when our dvd player was stolen out of our truck while we were in church. And when our weedeater was stolen out of our building. Neither of which was locked at the time and we have learned a lesson. But it is so irritating that people stoop so low as to take from us hard Working citizens! Gets me fired up just thinking about it! So sorry, Karen, that you are dealing with this.

Jodi G. said...

*hugs* so so sorry ... I really really hope they can find your jewelry ... so hard to lose things that have special sentimental value! So glad everyone is safe and sound!! And I loved your quote!!! love you!!!

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