When I was out walking Friday, I had to skirt around some flooded paths. I remember looking at the flowing water and thinking how grateful I was that my home seemed so high and dry at a time when so many other homes were completely flooded. I was going to post a picture of the flooded path, but didn’t get around to it until this morning, but by then the water had begun to rise around the house. I wondered if then it would really be a post about gratitude, or if it would be more like a prayer. I wanted to be grateful, not asking for something. But now, as water is entering the house, I think a little prayer might not be such a bad idea. So here is a picture of the flooded path.
And now, my gratitude and my prayer: I am grateful to live in such a nice house that is, even now, very dry by comparison with many other homes in the area. Please let the rain end soon, not just for me, but for all of us here in the Northeast.