While visiting Elaine yesterday, we toured her home with my carefully navigating her power chair through various entries. For the past few years, she has mainly confined herself to living in the great room of her home.
Moving from room to room, Elaine closely looked at areas of her home not viewed by her in a long time. At times periods of silence prevailed as she looked at her interior world from a completely different vantage point.
After entering the bedroom she and her husband once shared, she sadly told me that some of her precious jewelry had mysteriously disappeared from its appointed place. Had not enough been taken from Elaine without some callous intruder, perhaps, stealing from her? Of course no proof existed other than the jewelry had been placed there but now long gone.
In light of all my sister’s life losses, the missing jewelry angered me. When one has lost mobility, taking one’s precious possessions is especially abominable. “Things” do not bring us peace, yet special symbols of the past conjure up smiles and happy stories.
For those helping the disabled, remember to immediately and safely put away precious items that are subject to unjust seizure. More importantly, focus upon eternal heart treasures where neither moth nor rust consume or thieves bring in and steal. Shalom!