The first time I was robbed, I was standing in the self checkout line at the local Super Centre. Some guy opened my purse and walked off with my wallet, so that when I went to pay, I had no money and no credit cards at all. Let me tell you: it is the WORST hassle to replace every bit of identification, and way to pay. Especially when you have to reapply for health cards for all three of your children.
The second time I was robbed, someone went into my jewelry box in my bedroom and walked off with some valuable and sentimental pieces of jewelry. This crime has hit me far worse than the other one did. At least I have had my wallet returned to me. I have yet to find a single trace of my jewelry. The thief walked off with two rings and a necklace. The necklace was a gift from my husband. He bought it for me on our honeymoon as a wedding present. The rings are completely irreplacable. The first one belonged to my bubbie Helen. My mother bought it for her when she went off on a trip with a friend. My bubbie loved that ring, and had part of it made into a necklace, so she had a matching set. She gave it to me and I wore it to nearly every special function I had. The other ring came from my bubbie Minnie, and it was the only thing I had from her that was actually hers. This incident has left me feeling so violated. To think that someone you trusted in your home (for this was no break in) actually entered your room, rifled through your possessions, and took things from you is a horrible blow. What's worse is that they couldn't have taken things that held more meaning to me if they had actually tried. The police have been called, and I am still waiting to hear what has happened with that. However, with multiple robberies everyday, murders, people going missing, I'm not holding my breath. They told me to check Craigslist, and the like. I have scoured those sites so many times, I think I've learned all the jewelry lingo. I have learned that my bubbie Helen's ring is a vintage cluster ring with a domed shape. My bubbie Minnie's ring is filigree with fire opals. My necklace was a trigold omega. Also, I've called pawn shops and learned that Russell Oliver is a real jerk who NEVER sells stolen merchandise. Right. And pigs fly.
Anyway, I still have some hope. This just really bothers me. I had truly hoped that Hailey may have one day worn those pieces, and now they're gone. But I still have the necklace that came from the ring. I suppose there's that, right? Somedays, it seems that people can really suck.