First Midnight Showing

Well, last night was the first midnight showing of a movie that I have ever attended.  In the moment I thought, "we are so doing this again!"  It really was fun.  Never mind that we had to buy our tickets a week early... no big deal.  Or, that we stood in line for 5 and a half hours... some people were there for 12 hours... it really was a fun thing to do with the twins.
They were going with some friends who were all dressing up in various Batman costumes.  Everything from the main man himself, Robin, The Joker, Poison Ivy, the Bat Mobile... you name it, it was there.  Livie made herself a cute Batman shirt complete with yellow ribbons and black and yellow nail polish.  I thought she looked adorable.  Makayla was head to toe Cat woman... she totally looked the part!
We ate Taco Bell in line, brought our blanket to play games on and took a ton of pictures.  The hours actually went by pretty quickly and by the time they opened the doors, we were pretty excited for the movie to start.
It didn't disappoint at all!  We LOVED IT!  I left the theater at 3:15 am thinking it had been a pretty awesome night... even if I suddenly felt very old and tired.
We pulled into home afraid we weren't going to be able to sleep we were so pumped from the movie.  As we pulled in, I saw something on the driveway... broken glass EVERYWHERE... someone had busted out the window in the back of our minivan.  The girls and I were totally creeped out, afraid that maybe someone was still in the area.  I got the house key ready and we all bolted from the car and flew to the front door.  Five minutes later I was on the phone with the police and Chris was out front, flash light in hand to survey the damage and see if anything had gotten stolen.
I was slightly ticked to find out that unless our "identity" had somehow been stolen from the van, the police would just take a report over the phone... what??? this is crazy!  We had the rock in the back of the van... couldn't they fingerprint it or something... apparently, our small vandalism, no matter how financially difficult this was going to be for us, was really of little importance to the police department... I felt hurt, angry, and furious at the injustice of it all.
It took me until 4:30 to go to bed from the adrenalin rush of the entire evening and the sleep I did get wasn't great.
I awoke this morning to a jolt in perspective.  My injustice all of a sudden seemed like nothing... so much that I found myself feeling grateful for it.  How could I compare my window repair to 12 lives lost at another Batman premiere?  People who had started out their evening in probably a very similar way that we had, but ended it much differently.  Fathers, mothers, husbands and children had their lives completely altered at their Batman premier... the movie will never hold anything but horrifying memories for them... I had been so butt hurt last night that our vandalism had put such a damper on the evening... how pathetic it seemed watching the morning news.
I have a small bill to pay that was completely not my fault... a mother in Colorado will never have a chance to go to another premier with her child.  In some ways it hit close to home.  Innocent people doing exactly what we were doing last night... we were even in theater 9 in our theater...
As I have watched the news all day I have felt heart broken at how the news tries so hard to make sense of something that has no sense.  How do you make sense of such horrid evil?  You don't.  I am thankful tonight for my girls, that our memories are still playing out, and I pray for the families in Colorado... my heart breaks for them tonight.