While Jennifer and I were dating, I was in Bible college. The school I was attending had a trailer park where married couples lived, and it was our plan to live there once we got married. Unfortunately, when we attempted to secure a trailer while engaged, we were informed that they did not allow engaged folks to purchase trailers, just in case the engagement falls apart.
There’s really no way to describe in words the feeling of fear and insecurity you feel after something like this happens. Your home is violated. Your home is taken from you. There’s nowhere you can go to be safe.
Luckily, one of the benefits of Bible college is that there’s a community there that really cares about each other. One of my professors generously let us live in her home for 3 weeks straight, with our dog. For most of the trip she was on vacation but, even when she returned, she chose to let us stay in her home while she went to a friend’s house.
They never found out who robbed us. There was no progress. No closure.
Jennifer has called the detective over our case after every time that we moved to ensure that they have our contact information, so we can press charges, should they ever find the culprit(s). There have been no new developments.
The devastation of our security is what led us to move back to Texas after I graduated. Weeks after I graduated, we made the decision to move back to the Austin area on a blind move of faith.
While being robbed was an awful experience, it led us to where we are today.
And we like where we are today.
On a happy note, here is a post recall our relationship through a series of 60 pictures: