My mood has been a bit low the last few days. Sleep has not come easy, since I had my bag robbed, especially whilst I was present and didn't even realize it. I'm usually pretty switched on when it comes to feeling the presence of others. It's kind of freaked me out to be honest and worried me, that it could happen. The whole thing threw me really.
So the last three nights I have not had much sleep, 4-5 hours of broken sleep at best. Wrecking my head, wondering how I didn't notice.
Then there is the fact, that I still haven't found anything. I went to the Policia the next morning, nothing had been handed in. So I filled out a form, in case it does. I also searched the bins and the car park where it had been stolen from. Hoping, that I might at least find my stone.
But I haven't.
I have friends that are keeping an eye out for me, word has gotten out onto the street that I would really appreciate my stone coming back to me. I have been focusing so much of my energy on it finding it's way back to me. Asking my sister, to guide it back.
Anytime I talk about it, I cry. The tears come, when I mention to someone, why it is so important to me. Yesterday I was back in town, to look again, I bumped into a few people and told them, asking them to keep an eye out, because you never know?
I have had friends checking in on me, phoning me to see if I heard anything, if they could do anything. My community reaching out to me, which I really appreciated. I've had to force myself to go to town each day, when what I really wanted to do, was just hide myself away.
Yesterday, I bumped into two friends, who run a lovely little bakery. They knew something was up when they saw me, when I told them what had happened and what I had lost, one of them ran off, only to return with some vegan cake and cookies for me. Which were both delicious.
Then when I returned home, I discovered that a neighbour, had brought round two bags of fruit for me and my girls. Avocados, Kaki's and Fejoia's. All which I love. On the way home, another neighbor and close friend of mine, invited me to their home, where they had a bag of oranges waiting for me.
Then I got a call from another friend, telling me that someone in the community wanted to donate some money, from a solidarity fund that they have. Today I am still feeling exhausted and a little under the weather,( which is to be expected, considering the stress and lack of sleep, I have been experiencing), but mostly I am feeling very grateful for the community that is around me and how so many have reached out to me.
And also, my community on here. Thanks to everyone who commented on my last post.
(All the photos in this post, are mine.)
