Higgins Family

There are certain phone calls one never expects to receive and unfortunately this last Friday I got one of them. Sometime Friday morning three guys decided to kick in our front door and steal some of our stuff.
This is our front door now... the only reason I feel semi-safe now...


It was like they knew what was important to me because they took some stuff with a lot of sentimental value. Three watches that I had given to John as gifts. One of which I had to hunt down and work hard to get him. The cuff links I gave him as a wedding present. A pair of Nike Shox I worked hard to save the money to buy him since 'they are the best shoes in the world and everyone should own a pair' so says their original owner. John's class ring that his Pa insisted he get and now that he has graduated, loved very much and wore everday... but Friday. They took my six-year old laptop. It isn't the fact that my laptop is gone, the but the documents, the family photoes, wedding photos, recipes and the general things you grow accustomed to having at your fingertips and take for granted you won't lose.... gone. The took around $1500 and a DVD player along with the feelings of safety and comfort we had in this house that we now have to work hard to get back.
My first thought on Friday when John told me the bad news was 'am I going to feel comfortable raising my first baby in this house?' How am I ever going to feel safe or okay if John is gone or working out or coming home late? My privacy has been invaded, I feel completely vulnerable. I know that it is just stuff, but it is the sentiment behind all these things. I know that these feeling will go away, but to me, that doesn't seem like something that will happen soon. It is the first house I bought with my husband, it is where we are going to start a family and now it is where those three guys decided to break into and steal things.