And if you're in the Cherry Hill area, the perpetrator was driving an unlicensed jeep so please make any reports if you see anything. All I want is to get that picture back for her... if it's even possible.
Leave the fucking rest. You might think you're just taking advantage of some privileged person's money but the harm you're causing could be way greater than you ever realize. You never know someone's story and you never know how important something can be to them.
And I don't want to hear anything about how she shouldn't have left her purse there. We know that. She tried to hide it, and difficult lessons were learned today but if you're going to be so cruel like this and break into a car for some extra cash or to try to swipe a card...
It's not like today where pictures are taken on phones or stored on computers. It's a picture taken in Ecuador over 50 years ago. It's priceless to her and irreplaceable.
It breaks my heart.
Someone out there is probably throwing that picture away because they got what they wanted and will see no value.
And then there is my mother who will never be able to look at this photo of her father again.
Someone smashed my mom's car window while she was at the gym. She had donations and her purse in there. They only took the purse and I have some thoughts.
In her wallet was a picture of her father who died when she was a teen. An original copy she keeps with her always. This is something that can NEVER be replaced. Purses can be replaced, cards can be replaced, her car can be fixed, but she will never be able to get that photo back
I will never excuse this but if you wanted the money or cards, just take those. Not the whole purse. Because in addition to the stress my mom now has to go through canceling cards, obtaining a new license, fixing her car, etc, she also lost items that can never be replaced.
It's clear the person just wanted the money. To me, material items come and go, cards can be immediately canceled, and very few people carry significant cash these days.
I can't even begin to imagine the experiences of those with chronic health conditions who don't have medical privilege.
This is fucked up and the healthcare system needs serious reform.
And this is the experience of someone with insane medical privilege because every doctor knows my dad who is a doctor, and they frequently run extra tests to make me happy. Yet, none of them can seem to acknowledge there's something wrong.