Tonight for the first time in forever, I heard the rain. I walked out on my front porch and just stood, listening to that glorious sound. Then I remembered all the days of complaining about being wet, hating to go to work, trodding through puddles.
It made me realize that life is so fragile, the fires rage in California, the floods swept through other parts of the country earlier this year. We have control over very little, but our appreciation, our values, and good wishes for all mankind. Seems, that would leave little time for war?
