2 Fridays ago I went to Lora’s wonderful Yoga C2 and then drove over to Palmer Park to enjoy a nice long run. My run was tough, first one in a while, but when I made it back to my car I was greeted with an extremely unpleasant surprise. I had dumbly left my purse on the front seat of my car– granted my purse is a recycled burlap bag– and someone decided it would be worth it to break into my car and grab my purse. However that was not the only thing that was removed from my vehicle. My car keys amongst other items were removed from my vehicle. As soon as I realized that my car had been broken into I felt empty, lost and hurt. All I could do was cry and wonder around wondering why. I called the police and gave them all the info they needed about what was in my car etc and some how magically persuaded the officer to send someone over to finger print my car and see where that went. For some reason after the officer left after pulling prints from my car 
big hooray!, I had a wave of calm flood over me. A week went by and I didn’t hear anything from the Police Department, but during that whole weak I continued to try and rid myself from the pain and frustration that had built up from the whole incident. On Thursday I came home and Matt told me that police had called, they wanted to see me down at the station. They had my wallet at the counter. I was so excited I couldn’t stop jumping around! On the ride over I looked at Matt and said, “Ya know it’s interesting during this whole thing I never hated the person who did this to me. Yes I was upset and confused, but I never truly hated them.” In yoga I was able to find room in my heart and realize they were not out to get me, they just wanted my stuff. And it’s just that, stuff. I am so proud of myself and a little amazed that I was even able to realize that this person did not need to be hated. To top off this wonderful realization my concerns of someone stealing my car (because my keys were stolen but the police had them and returned them to me) were washed away the minute I saw then officer walk around the corner with my keys.
This last week, in regards to my car, was a wonderful learning lesson and very freeing.
