Being at the top of a hill is a drag for a bunch of reasons. The first is there are no homes across the street and therefore it is harder to be part of your community when there is no one to greet on the street. It also means that you are pretty isolated. We have driven Myriam and Linda home on a number of occasions and even Brent didn't like how dark their road is. Lastly it is always uphill on the way home!
Yesterday we brought two colleagues into St. George's so they could then get a bus home. One of my colleagues let us know that where she lives an 84 year old woman was raped and murdered in her home. We were all stunned, that is just not the sort of thing you expect to hear about here. So I emailed Linda and Myriam to let them know to be extra cautious because clearly there is some really sick person out there.
|Linda by the window they broke into|
Myriam came home at about 2:30 a.m. to find the front door unlocked and her bag gone. Thinking she had maybe put it in her room she went to check. Then she realized they had been robbed and woke up Linda. The neighbour downstairs had also been robbed. She had fallen asleep on the couch and the thieves had stolen her laptop off the coffee table beside her while she slept.
I am so thankful no one was hurt. We have, of course, offered them to stay over if they don't feel safe at their place. Linda seems OK but sometimes it takes a while to process how lucky you are as well as how venerable you are. Myriam is 25 years younger and may find it harder to deal with.
We have had a serious talk with the boys about the importance of keeping our house safe. I can't believe Linda and Myriam were only 10 days shy of moving somewhere safer when this happened.