|You learn what you truly need when you loose stuff.|
1. The very first things I checked to see if they were still safe in my closet were my hammock and sleeping bags. In that moment, I learned what possessions have the most value to me.
2. My passport was gone. But I realized that no one can take away the memories I have of seeing wild orchids in Ecuador, visiting Guatemala and Nicaragua with my folks, wading through stromatolite-filled lakes in the Bahamas, collecting aphids for my thesis research at the white horse of Uffington, or any of the other adventures I'm had in foreign lands.
3. Of all the family jewelry that I lost, I cried the hardest about loosing my great-grandmother's ring. I treasured the elegant antique design that to me symbolized her grace and beauty. I always felt incredibly loved by her when I was growing up. I try to tell myself that the memories of those who gave me these things lie in my heart, not in the things themselves.
4. I never understood why I still kept my wedding ring even though we split up in 2005. Now I don't have to figure out what to do with it, and maybe someone else will enjoy wearing it. Sometimes, not having some things makes you feel more free.
5. Ironically, I found out about the robbery when I was coming home from self defense class. The next evening in class, my punches and yells were more raw with emotion. But I felt lucky to be in the class doing something that makes me feel more safe and prepared, surrounded by powerful women.
6. Going to trapeze class never fails to make me feel better. My trapeze classmates and teachers are like a family. I am grateful to have them in my life.
|Hugs in the air. Photo by April, taken in class this week.|