Thursday, July 21, 2005

Quiet Town in Canada

As i drove to work in the early morning light I flicked the radio on and heard that there had been another bombing in London and it made the quiet steets of our little Canadian town seem oh so precious.
When I left for lunch, strolling down a tree-lined street that seemed to sway with a dappled light, I thought about the millions of people in this world who live in unsafe places, ugly places, and just plain uncomfortable places, and I said thank You again.
When I went home to my family and sat down to eat a hearty meal, my husband asked me to say the blessing. I choked up a little.
And I wonder, why am I so blessed?

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