It's so easy to get caught up in the little things that ruffle our feathers. OK so I broke a tooth, I fret about my knitting not being quite what I want it to be, I hate my glasses - spectacles that is. Jolly things are a dreadful fit, slide down my nose, even fall off my face if I'm not careful. One of these days they'll land in the sink while I'm washing the dishes. But all these are minor, fixable irritations. I can get my tooth fixed, rip out the knitting, and get new specs. What I can't fix, and wish I could, are the images that flash across my telly as I watch the news each evening. I would love to be able to put out my hand and mend all those broken lives that are damaged by no action of their own. Right now my heart aches for those who are suffering at the mercy of the floods in our north. A radio report said that the Queensland floods cover an area the size of New South Wales. That's an awful lot of water, an awful lot of damage, an awful lot of heartbreak.
Isn't is amazing? We humans think we're so clever with our technology - space travel, internet etc. but when nature decides to show her strength there is nothing we can do.
My problems are so small by comparison.
I'm off now, to have my lunch in my nice dry kitchen and give thanks that I have spectacles that enable me to see what I'm doing, and clean water with which to make my coffee.
From a rather ancient Pollyanna, Bye for now until next time.
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