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The other day I was looking at Facebook and Alyssa Graves had posted something on my wall. It said "If the world was going to end tomorrow what would Richard Young do today? Her answer as it turns out was the correct one. "Blog about it". Something happened today that shook my world a little bit and now I am going to blog about it. My house was robbed today. After I got off of work I wen't into the cafeteria and had lunch with Ambure, Kati, and Azriel. When I was done with that Logan and I went to the mall. We were there for a while and when I pulled up to 52nd and Prescott I noticed that my garage door was open. I thought to myself "Natalie must have gotten off of work early. When we moved foward I realized that our car wasn't in the garage. I then wondered if Natalie had left for work this morning and forgotten to close it. Maybe I hadn't noticed it when I left the house to walk to work. Logan dropped me off and I unlocked the door from the garage and walked into our eating area. The house seemed windy. As I scanned the room something just didn't feel right. The back door was completely open. At this moment I still didn't realize what had happened. I instinctively called out for Natalie. When she didn't answer I went downstairs and walked into the man cave. My TV was gone. My first thought was about Jason Odenthal cause when I lived in the hole behind the nail shop on 48th street he snuck in and took about 200 of my dvd's. But this was to crazy for even Jason. As I walked around the rest of the house I realized that these guys had gone through my whole house rummaging through my drawers. When I looked into my bedroom my bottom drawer that holds my jeans was open and all of them were gone. That is when I knew that I had been jacked. I dialed 911 and then hung up. I knew who I had to call. Ron Dodds. Ron gave me the number for the police. When the jake finally showed up I walked out the door of my garage yelled out "Hey 5-0 (you can't make that stuff up). I broke down to them what happend. For the next hour and a half I walked around my house with the police trying to see what was missing. After they left I sat in my front room shell shocked. If you haven't ever had anything stolen from your house then I hope it never happens to you. It is a very intrusive feeling. You feel exploited and violated. The worst day of my life is when my family's minivan was stolen in Memphis and my puppet beaver was still in the car. I feel the same feelings now that I felt then. The only way I can describe it is to say that it hurts your stomach and you feel nauseated. After sitting down and digesting the situation I have come up with several thoughts.
1. Why did they take all my ties? I have an awesome tie collection that has been building up over time. Natalie has gotten me some ties throughout these last three years that really meant something to me. Now some dude is walking around with my ties. I bet he doesn't even know how nice they are. How is he planning to move these things? Does he have a tie guy that can get him a good deal? Stupid.
2. Why did they take all of my basketball shoes? Seriously. I have a game on Tuesday. My squad has been hoopin. also what's wrong with the patent leather gray high tops? What you didn't like those? Hater.
3. Praise God I have renter's insurance. I must throw a shout out to Tom Young. When I was living in the hole I was living in my dad told me to get renter's insurance and I did like a good boy. Now when the check comes I'm poppin tags. We hitting the mall. I'm leasing a new whip. If I don't the terrorists win.
4. Why did they take all my dress shirts? Do these guys have a job interview coming up. Oh and thanks for stealing those Dockers my mom bought me they didn't even fit. And now I'm getting paid. In ya face bad guys.
5. Praise God that I didn't pull up when they were in my house. Not cause I would have done anything but because I am thankful that I wasn't in harm's way. I am also thankful that Natalie wasn't in harm's way. When it all boils down I am just out some stuff. My wife is here next to me and she is great. God has taken care of my family so far and I am not going to doubt him now. I am pretty sure that I will never see any of the things that were stolen from my house today. I am not that heartbroken over it. I loved my TV but I'll get a new one. I needed to stop playing Modern Warfare 2 anyway. I liked my clothes but I can try some new ones on. I think I'm just going to have faith in God and see how he works everything out. I know he will. I am excited to see how.