The faith of a child

I woke up hearing the monotonous sound of the raindrops. I heard the alarm went off earlier and was still very sleepy to wake up Donald. It’s the first day of the week and Ella is suppose to be at school. I feel guilty sending her off the school in such weather and yet I feel even more guilty of letting her miss another day at school. When Donald told me that the teacher sent a text message earlier informing us that there would be no class until Wednesday because her MIL died, I felt better. Not because of the MIL’s death but because Ella could spend three days at home. It’s been raining endlessly and the neighbor’s are now flooded. Glad that we have higher grounds here because I do not know what to do with floodwater coming inside the house. Read the rest of this entry »