Sad and Rainy

I woke up this morning to the sound of rain falling on the leaves of the plants outside my window. The first thought that crossed my mind was to wonder if Oscar the tortoise, who lives in our yard, was out basking in the raindrops or hiding in his shell somewhere under a bush. On the way to church everything looked different - less dirty and somehow like things were moving more slowly than the day before. Maybe it was because it was a Sunday morning, or because the rain was such a relief to everyone. Or maybe because if you walk to quickly on the road you'll slip in the mud. It felt nice though. Much cleaner than usual, despite the mud and the wetness.

Later I found out that Edna died last night. I'm not sure why I wasn't surprised, but just kind of sad and frustrated. We need more resources here. Or Selian does, I should say. It's not really me who needs them. It was Edna and all the other little kids like her who will show up for help in the future and we won't be able to offer more than an ill-fitting oxygen mask and antibiotics.