"Running" Into The Same Problem Over And Over

I read this story about a sixteen year old girl that had her prosthetic legs stolen ... twice. The girl was struck by a car two years ago, and had her right leg amputated below the knee. In November, the leg was stolen for the first time when someone cut a hole in the screen door, reached in, and took the leg. It mysteriously turned up in the families backyard sometime in January. Then, on Valentine's Day, both versions of the right leg (regular and sports model) were again stolen from her home and returned last week with graffiti on them. My point is this; It's very easy to feel overwhelmed and frustrated with the pressures of daily life, but sometimes reading a story such as this reminds us of the everyday things we all take for granted ... like walking. What's worse, is some sicko gets enjoyment from harassing a young lady who obviously shows more determination and strength than they ever will.