I hate to reopen my blog after a couple month hiatus with a depressing story. But last night as I was getting ready for bed and thinking about all the ways that I could help a friend at this time in his life when he needs support the most, I concluded that I have access to lots of social media outlets so I may as well make the best use of them that I can.
That’s why I’m making this post today. It’s not going to be pretty and it may be a bit of a rambling mess so please bear with me.
As I’m sure everyone is aware, as much beauty as there is in the world, we live in a scary time. Bad things can happen anywhere, but obviously some places are bound to be more dangerous than others. Unfortunately as much as I love the city I live in, our crime rate is very high and this year has seemed especially bad so far. There has been a recent surge of street robberies, the suspects in which are apparently inner city young adults and juveniles targeting people on cell phones, joggers wearing headphones, or people that are otherwise distracted. Over a period of just a couple hours on Wednesday these attacks included two beatings and a shooting in various parts of the city.
The shooting victim is a friend of mine. He is alive and he is going to live. However, the recovery process may take a little while.
My friend was shot in the chest and neck by two men who were attempting to rob him while he walked a friend to her car late at night. Why else would you shoot someone in the chest and neck unless you are actively trying to kill them? He is a good person who was doing a good deed for someone. He was looking after her so that she wouldn’t get hurt. And then this happened. The people that did this should be facing armed robbery and attempted murder charges. Instead they are still on the loose. I have quite a few friends who live in the neighborhoods where these things are happening. I’m afraid for them to go outside. I’m afraid for ME to go out for a run. These neighborhoods are generally regarded as areas of the city that are supposed to be SAFE. Now nowhere feels very safe.
So many thoughts have been flying through my head in the past 24 hours. The whole thing is confusing, sad, and paralyzingly scary. And in the middle of all of it, we have a friend who is in the hospital, fighting to get better.
A fund has been set up to help with his medical bills and expenses while he is out of work during recovery and I want to post a link here on my blog in the event that someone out there might stumble across it and decide to help a stranger out. I know there are still good people in this world. The fact that the fund has raised nearly $4,500 in the past 24 hours is proof of that. Here is a link to the Baltimore Sun article describing the crime wave and below is a link to Zeb’s Fund.
To anyone who actually read this far, thank you so much for your time. I’ve been sharing ridiculous stories in this blog for years. Today I needed to use it for something much bigger.
Back to our regularly scheduled shenanigans. I have a 17 month old and I started running. Now I’m training for a half marathon that is in less than 2 months. I should probably start writing about all that here because I know everyone around me is probably sick of hearing about it.