…there’s always someone who has it worse.
I was trying to find some time between rain showers this past weekend to put in some plantings that Leah and I bought on Saturday. Just as I’d get ready to head out the door, another monsoon would hit, complete with strong wind gusts. Then I’d get involved in something else in the house, and the weather would break. I’d get ready to go outside again, and more rain. And so on, and so on.
I was getting more and more frustrated and started feeling sorry for myself when I remembered that there were people out there who were having a much harder time dealing with the weather.