Trusting the World

I have no doubt that our life experiences have a huge impact on the how we view the world around us.  I am not one who is constantly worried that the world is out to get me, although there are a few things I am concerned about.  I walk around alone in the dark, and trust that I can take care of myself, or that God will protect me, I am honestly not sure which.  I don’t hesitate to leave my windows open at the house, even though I am pretty religious about locking the doors.  I recently asked someone else if they had ever had anything stolen, as a way to better understand the way they saw the world.  Their response about a stuffed animal being stolen from a shared space didn't entail the violation of personal property and space that I was trying to get at.

It would appear that someone stole my camera right out of my truck at some point this weekend.  I believe that is the first time I have ever had something of significant value stolen from me. (Besides numerous bikes in college)  I don't know for certain when or where it was stolen, it honestly took me a day or two to confirm that it was stolen, and not just misplaced.  If it wasn't for the case being missing as well, which I never move, I would still be looking around for it, and the idea that is could have been stolen would never have even occurred to me.  But there were a couple other bits of evidence of things being moved and out of place that I hadn't really paid attention to earlier.  On a more positive note, a larger amount of cash was in the truck as well, but that is still safe and sound ironically.

It bothered me that it was gone, but I didn't feel as violated as I would have expected.  But I am not that emotionally attached to my physical belongings. (Now my laptop on the other hand...)  I am pretty good about locking my truck, and there was no sign of forced entry.  The only time I usually leave it unlocked is when it is sitting outside my house, at the top of my driveway.  The most likely conclusion at this point is that someone could have stolen it out of there while I was sleeping.  Now that idea makes me feel violated.  So much for all of the security around here, that never seemed very effective anyway.  This community is actually known for vehicle break-ins, but I never really worried about it for some reason.  Part of the “trusting the world” thing I guess.

The possibility of it happening at my house, which I see as a safe place, is very different than if it happened while I was parked in a public area while shopping or something.  The result is the same, I am missing a camera, but I feel very different about it, and I am kind of glad that I will be moving pretty soon. (Well for lots of other reasons as well, this is just one more.)

Now ironically, this also settles the question of whether or not I should invest in an upgrade to the new EOS 70D.  I have been waiting for a year, and now that it was released last month, it was just a matter of timing.  But I was planning to give my current one, and its various accessories, to a couple of my friends, which will no longer be an option.  My dad had this happen a few weeks ago with his toolbox that he had been leaving in the bed of his truck.  The difference there is that I found the toolbox sitting in his garage a week later.  I will keep hoping.