Monday, February 11, 2008
a hug, a doll and a sad story
Here's a pic my 4 year old took of My oldest and I. We had a fun day full of Turkish food and lots of love on Sunday. I'm posting a picture of one of many old unfinished pieces to make up for it. We had fun eating and playing and visiting with causins.
Sadly latter that night my favorite Aunt's home was brocken into. Over the weekend she had mostly been away caring for my grandfather and visiting with other family members. While she was away thieves... broke her window with a brick and proceeded to trash her home and take what they like. Now the worst thing... about a year and a half ago the same thing happened. Broad daylight while she was at work they tokk everysingle thing of value from her home. Including my grandmothers(her mother) jewelry she inherited. They even took the time to take CD's out of the cases. And years before that they entered her home while she slept... even taking things from her bedroom where she lay sleeping. In my heart I want to spray paint on a sheet and hang it on her garage door " God knows who you are and he will eventually deal with you and your crimes. They sadest thing is that she's lived there since around 1985... and she now has only one choise to leave a home full of memories to find a safer neighborhood. What happened to the sweet gentle south we all loved. Even in the most quaint of historic areas... you dare not wonder a few streets over. Sorry to bring you down, but I had to spill. Please keep her in your prayers. I think I'll read I Coritheans tonight. It will help.
My great Aunt braught the largest doll in this picture back from Germany in 1964. She hoped a train and went over tothe part of Germany American Millitary were not allowed to visit. When Germany was split East and West. It has such a special place in my heart... remebering the times I played with it at her house as a child. That got me started collecting. An when she heard this she sent the one that started it all to me. What a precious gift.