THE LONGEST HEIST
Of a life time
Over the years, many had left with more than they came. Leaving her void of her identity. With a wounded soul were her memories should be. No one understood the depth of her empty. Her dads teddy bear, when he passed "Struggles" was there. Where was he now? Did anyone care? To them just another stuffed teddy bear. So tired of hearing let go of the past, they don't understand this was her life and memories are meant to last.
Gone were cherished family heirlooms trusted to her care intended to be shared when her time grew near. Her families history, cherished life moments she had captured on film, because memories fade and faces blur these boxes she thought were set aside and secure.
Years of collecting specific items and the joy of surprising her daughters and son, her jewelry and other valued items her grandchildren would never receive, at times the loss was more than she could conceive.
Damn you thieves! Her memories, it all may seem trivial to you, those items you stole! Each had a story meant to be told, that's been erased like chalk on a blackboard. Their loss is more than she could afford.
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