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My youngest sister called a while ago in tears. She was crying so hard, it scared me because my mind went to horrible things.

They got home this evening to discover they'd been robbed. No electronics were taken, just some narcotics prescribed for a recent surgery and some jewelry that held tremendous sentimental value for her. She is heartbroken, and devastated, and I feel angry and helpless. she is the kind of person who helps people at every turn and has a heart or gold. it just sucks.
 
My youngest sister called a while ago in tears. She was crying so hard, it scared me because my mind went to horrible things.

They got home this evening to discover they'd been robbed. No electronics were taken, just some narcotics prescribed for a recent surgery and some jewelry that held tremendous sentimental value for her. She is heartbroken, and devastated, and I feel angry and helpless. she is the kind of person who helps people at every turn and has a heart or gold. it just sucks.

It always happens to the best people.
 
It happened to me when I was across the country at my grandmother's funeral. They left my door wide open and thankfully my cats either came back or decided that it was a scary place out there and didn't leave.

Getting the call from the local sheriff that my house had been ransacked and my items stolen when I was 14 hours from home, that was pretty shitty.

Be thankful that no one was hurt and nothing irreplaceable was taken. I lost a bunch of vacation pictures on my Nikon camera and ALL of my old pictures when they took my laptop but all I could keep telling myself was...thank GOD my kids weren't home, thank goodness my dog was away at the doggie spa and I am so thankful that my cats were smart enough to stay. The rest, it's ok.

The worst part of it all, feeling as if my safety was compromised, they kicked in my front door, just simply kicked it in. THAT fact scared me more than anything.
 
Also, the best part I have to take away from the whole thing is that my ex-husband stepped up, replaced my door, slept there until I could get home and then slept on the couch the rest of the week until he was sure I was ok being alone. That actually made me even more thankful for my life.

Sometimes when these things happen it's the support of your family and friends that is heartening.
 
As others have said
be thankful no one was hurt

I've had family members who were home when their home was being broken into
talk about being scared shitless
luckily when they made a ruckus, the thief/thieves was/were scared away
 
It happened to me when I was across the country at my grandmother's funeral. They left my door wide open and thankfully my cats either came back or decided that it was a scary place out there and didn't leave.

Getting the call from the local sheriff that my house had been ransacked and my items stolen when I was 14 hours from home, that was pretty shitty.

Be thankful that no one was hurt and nothing irreplaceable was taken. I lost a bunch of vacation pictures on my Nikon camera and ALL of my old pictures when they took my laptop but all I could keep telling myself was...thank GOD my kids weren't home, thank goodness my dog was away at the doggie spa and I am so thankful that my cats were smart enough to stay. The rest, it's ok.

The worst part of it all, feeling as if my safety was compromised, they kicked in my front door, just simply kicked it in. THAT fact scared me more than anything.

That probably wasn't a coincidence.
 
It happened to me when I was across the country at my grandmother's funeral. They left my door wide open and thankfully my cats either came back or decided that it was a scary place out there and didn't leave.

Getting the call from the local sheriff that my house had been ransacked and my items stolen when I was 14 hours from home, that was pretty shitty.

Be thankful that no one was hurt and nothing irreplaceable was taken. I lost a bunch of vacation pictures on my Nikon camera and ALL of my old pictures when they took my laptop but all I could keep telling myself was...thank GOD my kids weren't home, thank goodness my dog was away at the doggie spa and I am so thankful that my cats were smart enough to stay. The rest, it's ok.

The worst part of it all, feeling as if my safety was compromised, they kicked in my front door, just simply kicked it in. THAT fact scared me more than anything.

Also, the best part I have to take away from the whole thing is that my ex-husband stepped up, replaced my door, slept there until I could get home and then slept on the couch the rest of the week until he was sure I was ok being alone. That actually made me even more thankful for my life.

Sometimes when these things happen it's the support of your family and friends that is heartening.


The things can never be replaced, the memories attached to them, we will always have. Intellectually, I know this. But the thoughts of my mother's wedding rings in the hands of someone to whom they mean nothing makes me ill.

Her poor dog is a timid creature, she was scared out of her mind, but as far as they could ascertain, physically unharmed.
 
That probably wasn't a coincidence.

Un/Fortunately (I'm not sure which scenario would be better) my house was hit as well as 8 other houses and 5 other cars within 4 blocks that night so I'm pretty sure they didn't know I was gone, however my pitbull mix hadn't been outside for almost a week so they could have known.
 
The things can never be replaced, the memories attached to them, we will always have. Intellectually, I know this. But the thoughts of my mother's wedding rings in the hands of someone to whom they mean nothing makes me ill.

Her poor dog is a timid creature, she was scared out of her mind, but as far as they could ascertain, physically unharmed.

:rose: it is so horrible, and I'm very sorry that you guys have to go through it, one thing I learned is that not only the homeowner is affected by this sort of thing, their family and friends worry and fret as well. l will forever be grateful that they didn't figure out where my wedding set was because it's worth about 50 times what my Nikon and laptop were, and that's not counting the memories I can hand down to my daughter.
 
I know this is true.

But this is my BABY sister. i was always her protector, and this time, i couldn't. :(

Im really sorry that happend to her, but you cant be there 24/7, and im sure she understands that. Hang in there sweetheart.:rose:
 
I was moving once and had a whole box of my possessions from childhood stolen. I'm assuming it was just an opportunity to grab something and see what was in it later. There was nothing of financial value, but just a load of things that were all from my early years. Things like my highschool yearbook, picture albums, souvenirs from trips, my uncles war medals, etc.

I was really sad about it and the result has been that I no longer have attachments to "stuff" just to people (and my dog). It was a good lesson to learn.
 
:rose: it is so horrible, and I'm very sorry that you guys have to go through it, one thing I learned is that not only the homeowner is affected by this sort of thing, their family and friends worry and fret as well. l will forever be grateful that they didn't figure out where my wedding set was because it's worth about 50 times what my Nikon and laptop were, and that's not counting the memories I can hand down to my daughter.

You are right, we all go through this thing. Now, I wonder if, since we live in the same community, how many other family homes are in jeopardy. is that a silly thing to wonder?

Im really sorry that happend to her, but you cant be there 24/7, and im sure she understands that. Hang in there sweetheart.:rose:

Thank you, darlin.

I was moving once and had a whole box of my possessions from childhood stolen. I'm assuming it was just an opportunity to grab something and see what was in it later. There was nothing of financial value, but just a load of things that were all from my early years. Things like my highschool yearbook, picture albums, souvenirs from trips, my uncles war medals, etc.

I was really sad about it and the result has been that I no longer have attachments to "stuff" just to people (and my dog). It was a good lesson to learn.

I know you are also right, we shouldn't allow ourselves to be attached to 'things'.
Maybe, as women, we are more prone to such attachments, I don't know. However, that the anniversary of Mom's death is coming up in less than a week, makes the loss of these things, tougher.
 
I don't know if it helps at all but the reason for my break in and the others that same day was due to the group of people searching for gold to sell via the mail in exchange for cash. The theft of the other things was simply because they couldn't find any of my jewelry.
 
As others have said
be thankful no one was hurt

I've had family members who were home when their home was being broken into
talk about being scared shitless
luckily when they made a ruckus, the thief/thieves was/were scared away

Sorry, I missed this earlier.

I am thankful no one was home, or hurt, at the time. My high school aged nephew was the first one home. Just at the right age for bravado. I'm glad he was actually late getting home.
 
My home was broken into once a long time ago.
They took wallets, mobile phones and the kids money boxes.
It made me angry, more than scared, and I have taken certain precautions since then.
I pity the perpetrators the next time (if ever) it happens, because they will be in for a nasty shock, and they WILL be found even if they leave the premises.
It takes 5 mins to disarm/disable the security when we get home.
We have too much of value now to leave anything to chance.... the model car collection alone is up in the hundreds of thousands, not to mention the real cars.
So everything is protected - the security here costs almost as much as one of the vintage cars!
I say 'good luck' to anyone who tries.
 
I know you are also right, we shouldn't allow ourselves to be attached to 'things'.
Maybe, as women, we are more prone to such attachments, I don't know. However, that the anniversary of Mom's death is coming up in less than a week, makes the loss of these things, tougher.

Sorry, I didn't mean that to sound like it did.

I know it's upsetting and I have the benefit of being many years removed from when it happened. It sucked like hell back then.

I can appreciate the emotional triggers this event has caused both of you.
 
You are right, we all go through this thing. Now, I wonder if, since we live in the same community, how many other family homes are in jeopardy. is that a silly thing to wonder?



Thank you, darlin.



I know you are also right, we shouldn't allow ourselves to be attached to 'things'.
Maybe, as women, we are more prone to such attachments, I don't know. However, that the anniversary of Mom's death is coming up in less than a week, makes the loss of these things, tougher.

I lost an emerald ring that had been handed down from my great-great grandmother, when someone took it off my finger at a rave party.
I was devastated.
Still am, truth be told :(
 
It happened to me when I was across the country at my grandmother's funeral. They left my door wide open and thankfully my cats either came back or decided that it was a scary place out there and didn't leave.

Were you mentioned in the obituary? A name and a service date are beacons for crooks.
 
That shit will fuck you up. You're lucky the ring was all you lost.

I came through my 'wild' phase with no lasting damage, apart from a child.
No std's, no physical scarring, no ongoing health issues.
I did well!
 
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