I taught my class this morning, then rushed back into the city to take Ella to her pediatrician and to see Will.
And in the 20 minutes I was inside, at high noon, on a busy street, someone bashed in my window and took my bag. Containing two classes worth of papers, exams, and grades. And the wife’s wallet. Along with the laptop, and iPod, and camera. Which means that all of the photos we’ve taken of the kids thus far are gone, gone, gone. I cannot believe this. If I wasn’t a father, I’d be writing really bad words right now.
So, dear team, please help me.
Someone google ‘imprecatory prayer’, someone else pray that whoever took this is covered in sores, someone else pray that God appears to him in a vision and tells him to give us our photos back. And someone pray that I don’t just lose my mind. Oh, man.