I usually don't write anything but optimistic posts around here so I hesitated penning this one. This is where I come to share the good and the beautiful in my life, and hopefully that is why you visit me here. I promise I will end this post on an up note and with some beautiful photos because, hopefully that's the way I will always end up. On my feet, with a smile on my face! I truly believe there is a blessing in everything if you look hard enough and I'm determined through any and all things dark, to see the light. More importantly is the fact that no bodily injury incurred to anyone at the cottage, and everything that this treacherous person tried to destroy has now been restored.
It has taken us months of hard work and as they say, blood, sweat and tears (more than a few tears) to come to grips with the vandalization that occurred to our property last summer. Besides Creedence Clearwater Revival, I'm not sure whom else uses the term "Blood, Sweat and Tears" but, those words ring true in this instance.
Part of what we've been dealing with is the mundane, such as insurance company policies, robots on the phone instead of real people, coverage or no coverage? That, as anyone whom has done it knows, is mind numbing in and of itself. We've addressed the clean up, and back breaking work of the complete reconstruction to the front of our property. We spent over a year while we were remodeling, living with the noise, mess and distress which typifies construction and, in one fell swoop, having barely had time to enjoy the fruits of our labor, we were plunged back into it again.
Our family has had to address the emotions of vulnerability and betrayal that come with having your personal space and your privacy invaded. There are fears which surface at a time like this that you have face and come to terms with. Fear for the personal safety of your family is right at the top of the list.
The intruder not only destroyed the driveway and sidewalk in front of our home, by throwing the destructive substance all over our front gate. You might remember this post " Ode To A Cottage Gate" where I explained all the details about how our gate got built and which I recently re-posted.
These were the stains that remained after we did our best to clean up.
The finish on our gate was ruined. It took longer to refinish it again, then it took to build it in the first place.The vandal was criminal enough to open the gate and throw the substance down our front walkway, all the way to our front door. On the way out he tore into my husbands' car, bashing out every window and both mirrors, and denting the sides in as well. All of this occurred at 10:00 pm when we were all at home.
So we rolled up our sleeves and went in to recognizance mode. You can't let the bad guys get you down. First we took out all the front cobbles, turned them over and set them back down in sand. Therefore we didn't even have to buy any new material!
You may notice on the right pillar we now have a security system. This was the hardest thing of all for our family to get used to. We were the family whom in 35 years have never even locked a door! When we sold our last house and the new owners asked for the keys we just looked at each other with blank expressions on our faces.
We've always had an open door policy.
It's raining today, just an Irish mist really. I like to think it is God helping me to clean all the way up to the tree tops, as we are in full wedding mode around here, getting all the last minute details ready to celebrate our daughters marriage sacrament next week. Many family members and friends will be flying in from around the country. There will be parties before the wedding and parties after, and I am forgoing my beloved flip flops for high heels. If I don't fall them off them and break something important, I'll be back in the blog world full swing. Thanks for sticking with me my friends, you are so special to me. I'll share plenty of pictures of all our shenanigans when the celebrations are complete and the happy couple is off on their honeymoon.
We have been blessed with so many good people in our lives. The bad guys are certainly out there and can make things miserable for a time but the adversity they create can only get you down if you let it. Thank God, and I do every day, that my family is safe. Although we now have the inconvenience of having to use a code to get into our own home, don't let that stop you from coming by. One ring and we'll buzz you in and make you feel just as welcome as before. The dirty dogs of the world will never win in the end because it's all about attitude.
Blessings to all and remember,
I love ya more than all the bad karma the bad guys will reap, and more than all the love God has sewn back into my heart.