When life gives you lemons.............

Cry, cry, cry.
I am running out of energy to cry, but that's all I got after our house was broken into today and our stuff is gone. They were lucky enough to find our safe key that was hidden and our safe that was hidden and stole my Mom's jewelry including her wedding ring, my Grandma's jewelry, my jewelry, cash. My cameras. The police man was nice and we have insurance but I'm devastated.

Why so many lemons? Is it necessary for us to have the lesson that things don't mean anything as long as our family is OK? Because we ALREADY know this and are thankful every single day. Why take what I left to remember my mom by, why? That's just cruel.