Yesterday our part of
the world suffered it’s third day of 133 km an hour winds and all I can say is
that I hope this is not the kind of winter we can expect for the next 5 months! Mid week I was still downtown for most of the
winds and only saw the devastation second hand but yesterday I experienced
rattling house, vibrating garage walls and toppled trees first hand. I became so nervous and restless I felt like
one of those sensitive dogs that howl when they are near the home of a dying
person. I recalled the description of
the devastating winds that blew over Colorado in that marvellous James Michener
book “Centennial” where he wrote with foreboding of the agony of one woman’s
desperation to have the winds stop that she finally shot all her children and
then herself. At least in our modern age
we can connect with radio and television to discover what is going on in the
rest of the world; we can hear sounds other than the wind screeching over the
roof and shaking the rafters, eavestroughs and windows.
Last night I had a talk with my best
friend and we were both feeling kind of low, probably due to this dismal
weather we had experienced all day, and in the end we agreed that we should
still be grateful that we have our jobs and a steady income. Oftentimes the things that help us out the
most are the things we take for granted the most. There are a lot of people without jobs these
days, I feel very lucky to be one of the ones with a good job. I have a lot of great friends who are
supportive, generous, fun loving and kind.
Life is so unpredictable; it’s not Thanksgiving but I give thanks to all
I have. Life could be a whole lot worse.
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