What's Going On?

For those of you who have been following my blog for a little while, you may have noticed I haven't been posting much as of late. While I was working on some projects that isn't really the reason for my absence.

About a week and a half ago, our next door neighbor's house was shot at with a 9mm pistol. The round went through their front window and destroyed their 75 gallon aquarium. Luckily, the neighbor wasn't sitting at her computer at the time like she often does in the middle of the night(our neighborhood is usually quiet in the overnight hours, but then I'm usually sleeping, so what do I know!)A second round went through their neighbor's dining room window and ricocheted through their living room. A third round may have been fired but no evidence was found.It appears that the shooters must have been in a vehicle in front of our house. The part that rattled me the most is that due to the balmy weather, my son and I were sleeping on the couch in front of a large picture window in the front of the house. Even scarier is the fact that neither one of us woke up. My husband heard shots but since people in the neighborhood like to set off firecrackers at all hours, he thought that is what he heard. He was horrified when the neighbor told him what had happened while he was taking Dharma out for her morning constitutional.He told me in no uncertain terms that we needed to move...yesterday. I stressed to him that that was not possible but that I would start looking.

Less than a week later, our neighbor across the street had the window in his car shot out by a group of young adults on a joy ride on the west side of Cleveland. They did upwards of $40,000 damage to over 100 cars. The neighbor's car was parked directly in front of our house.

I'm not one to overreact to incidents but these two events caused me concern. Mostly because of my little one. The saddest thing is that now we are going to move out of my friend's house which I must admit I've grown rather fond of. Plus, my garden has finally gotten to a point where I'm very content with it. I didn't feel comfortable sharing what was going on in my personal life until I talked to my friend that own's the house. Only my two closest friends knew.

We may have found a new home to move to, it is much smaller than what we are currently in but it is in the suburbs with an excellent school system. It doesn't have the character of this old house but it gives me a sense of safety and security and that is very important at this moment in time. We just put in our application and I told my friend what was happening. I am sad.