It’s day three of no water, no electricity in our house.
We’ve stepped out of the comforts of the hotel already. My very young son couldn’t help but say in his usual candid way. “This is the worst thing that’s happened in my life!”
“What about you mom, what’s the worst thing that happened to you?,” he queries.
“Lots, Lots,” was all I could say. How could I choose between losing my cellphones one after the other or having to bring up three kids in this world alone? There’s no comparison between all the things I have to bear day by day, the difference is just in the manner that you take it … all the challenging things that life blows your way.
So much of negativity. We are now cooling our heels in the mall and my kids are playing in the arcade forgetting momentarily that this worse/worst thing has happened. So this is life!