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Monday, January 9, 2012

Ding, I own it.

For the second time in just over a year, someone has entered our space and taken things that don't belong to them. The first time it was computers and electronics from the house. This time it was a bicycle from our garage and a piece of my phone from the car. The bicycle belonged to a friend of our daughter.

So now, each night before bed, we will all double and triple check the door locks and the car alarms. As we leave for work and school in the mornings, we will worry that we are somehow unprotected. Vulnerable. All because someone, for some reason beyond my understanding, felt they had the right to take something that wasn't theirs.

The items taken were not items of necessity, but rather items of convenience...of want. What brings someone to the point of seeing this as a viable option...a reasonable choice?

I guess I am grateful that I will never understand the answer to that question.

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