We are between storm fronts here, and the air that was 70 dropped to 40 some hours ago and still hovers with a chill. With all the destruction in the world from weather, I can’t complain. Storms are forming to the west that might bring harshness, but I am just hoping Mother Nature will get her hormones in check and decide against hammering us all again.
Daughter-in-law went to the ER last night and had exploratory surgery this morning. It was a mere appendix case and the other fearful things were not there. Son spent a chunk of the same night in the basement with baby boys as the Columbus, Ohio storm came his way but did not set down any more horrors there. I have much to be grateful for in this week before Easter.
Then the mail came and I had a certificate for an honorable mention in a poetry contest sponsored by the Columbia Chapter of the Missouri Writer Guild Conference.
Another day ends and I have much to fill pages of a gratitude journal.