Thrown Some Lemons

Well some times life just takes some unexpected turns. On my last post I was proudly expounding on the slow pace of the beginning of our journey. We went to the Bonneville Hotsprings Resort on Wednesday and enjoyed a couples hot soak, wrap, and massage. In the evening we had a tasty dinner; I had the half rack of lamb and Dan enjoyed salmon. My favorite dish was a starter of saucey mushrooms served with buttery toasted slices of baguette. 

The phone coverage was very weak for our AT&T phones so it wasn't until about 6 Thursday morning that the message came through that we had trouble back home. Our house had been burglarized about 3:30 in the morning. Most of our near neighbors were awakened by the very loud siren of our security system. I have sometimes wondered how I would personally react to being robbed & I was about to find out. I am not going to go into any great details. Suffice it to say the bad guys got some "stuff" and that is all it is is "stuff". We have insurance for that. As I was putting things back in order I was thinking these poor guys have no idea what real treasure is...treasure is memories of your child's first teddy bear and other toys, photos of days gone by. 

These are the things they tossed aside & that I was grateful to find safe. Treasures are friends and neighbors who stood out in the cold rain worrying and watching as police and their canine unit searched our house. Apparently one of those neighbors said "Boy Jean makes a mean berry cobbler I think she is going to owe us one for going through this experience!"  When I heard that I thought "absolutely!" So when life throws you lemons...make berry cobbler!

Sweet to treats to you dear reader, remember the things that matter are not things. 

P.S. I keep imagining punishing my bad guys by making them sit with me while I re-sort the photos they tossed and explain to them the memory attached to each and every one, until they are bored to tears.