Last night I still could not sleep still believing in my feared fate. Fortunately falling asleep at around 4:30 a.m., my neighbor called. His concern was for my third youngest son's bike being seed laying on the side of the rode. I went out side and noticed my son's bike and mine were both gone and a girls bike was left behind. I had to get up and without this situation my emotions had shifted to get up. Again I was not sure about my own ability to show up for work before this change in intense concern for returning the bike. Managing to take a shower I was still not hungry and had no confident walk and I found the bike then walked it home in the morning fog. I layed it on the side of the house then realized that the girls bike was stolen assuming it was a boys bike because thru the fog and darkness it was lavender and white with pixies. Finally it occured to me that the thief had probabley stolen the wrong type bycle and knew where a boys bike was and unknowing tried to ride the bike, which was flat, as far as he could, but walked back nervously instead stole my blue beach cruizer. I did report the bike into the department which my enough eagerness to go to work in-kind with my co-workers.
Throughout the day I body and mind struggled to keep humbleness.
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