Property put into perspective

Forgive me friends, I've neglected you. As you know, I had q whole schedule of blog posts planned for you while I was on my road trip around Portugal. Unfortunately I've had to take a break. A couple of days ago, mr Lisbonite and I were merrily on our way when we stopped at the local cemetery to lay some flowers on my mothers grave. In the twenty minutes that took, someone broke into our car and stole everything we owned. Cases, passports, the lot. Robbing someone anywhere is bad enough but there must be a very special place in hell for people that rob mourners distracted by grief. Anyway, as you can imagine, the last couple of days have been pretty hectic. Although I'm naturally sad to lose my nicest clothes, what really upset me was losing the gifts I cant replace. My great grandmothers earrings, the cosmetics case mr Lisbonite gave me, the birthday gifts (that were so perfect) from my family. It has made me think though. We bloggers crave beautiful things and surroundings and that's all well and good (and I'll be back on form next week!) but I can't tell you how little I care about the rest of the possessions. Something like this just makes you realise how bad this could have been. My father and sister were robbed at gunpoint a couple if years ago: at least we weren't hurt. That said, if you ever come across a woman wearing a 40's owl pendant in Lisbon, rugby tackle her first and ask questions later. I'll be back next week dear friends, take care of yourselves until then.